I am no God

It is you


That makes me, who he is.


I am but a few words

Rounded about a circle

Of a cyclic ball of me


I may say ok,

But that is not.


So now it is clear

How clouded my me is

He's me without a doubt

I am not sure what is

And what it is not

May God help me

If must

Kill me

Or make me be with trust

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