Espec'lly on such days,
When words escape me 'bout the election,
Or one-game-winning Jays,
When all I want is to continue what,
Is burning on my mind,
To wit, the story brewing constantly,
About the faith of one 'mongst human kind,
Which is the point of doing anything,
Much less this thing right here,
My mind is already on something else,
So far and yet so near,
Like everything,
You just need to reach out,
It's there, just sweep away the distractions,
Your only obstacle is your own doubt.
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