Far From

College memory
Fresh in me
435 drive,
deliberate speed ahead
far from November
far from Denver
but I to remember
childhood’s monster
it stayed under the bed,
so did the instead in me,
exchange me God for a new
me, one with no tragic memories,
Far from comfort,
The city of lights
The city of life,
The refuge of a blue
Chaired revolution,
Underneath chairs I daily
Hid, felt a kid, but childlike
Changes me right,
Come to me now He says
When you are far from
Mercy and feel thirsty

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