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Two stars is all I see
I look around... could that be?
Another? Maybe?
I can't be sure
A paradox
Too much light to see their light.
I'm lost
In a sea of convenience
That I can't see
What they make me miss
Until I climb upon the roof
And look out
And find nothing.
So hard to see God's creation
It's hidden
Not because it hides
But we hide it from ourselves
And even here, on the roof
You'd think I could find some peace
Music pours out from my brother's open window
A car passes, interrupting my thoughts
I'd be better off stuffed inside my room
With the fan on the computer
And my jumping chinchilla
Peace cannot be found in a place
In a thing
In a person
I must rely on You for all this
And, if peace is only found when i release the world
What else is there I'm missing out on?
If I just let go, what will i find?
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