large fingers pushing paint
you're god and you've got big hands
the colors blend the challenges you give man
seek my part devote myself
my small self like a book amongst the many on a shelf
sometimes i know, sometimes i rise
sometimes i fall, sometimes i don't
sometimes i cringe, sometimes i live
sometimes i walk, sometimes i kneel
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sometimes i speak of nothing at all
sometimes i reach to myself, dear god
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