Excuse Me, God

Do you really exist? If you do,

Why have you ignored my

Desperate pleas for help?

Oh, it's okay. I'm mostly fine now.

But even if I pushed past you on

The street, I thought you were

Supposed to help people,

Even if they're not perfect.

I wish you were real, because

Maybe then I wouldn't feel so alone.

The End

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