Perhaps you sucked a little too much.
Or maybe didn’t show at all.
You may have stuck your foot in your mouth
Now you don’t wanna recall.
You’re an asshole hooked on assholishness.
And assholes prefer to forget.
They just don’t need the regret.
But there’s another way out.
It’s a way with less clout.
It’s a place that’s about
One degree away.
It’s you on another day.
A day where wisdom and time collide.
A day when even you will find
That you’re not you all the way through.
At your core you’re God itself.
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