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I remember the women praying in the car next to me
I remember his voice on the other end of the line
I will never forget looking up into the eye of god as everything fell silent
The rain stood still
My eyes as bright as a fresh spring doe
This was no April shower
This was a Midwest hurricane
Even more dangerous when it's blindly sipping on the Great Lakes
I remember god inhaling
Then he blew me away

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