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The momentary lost of one's faith |
| It left swiftly, as a churning eddy exits a pool. It left quickly, as a farmer's wage leaves a debt-ridden hand. It left effortlessly, as the 'gisms' of life willfully flow. It left quietly, as a father silently tip-toes from a slumbering son. It left unexpectedly, as a wind-raised school girl's skirt flaps. I swear, I did not toss it, as a cadet tosses a cap. I swear, I did not shun it, as a swine shuns a runt. I swear, I did not chase it, as a drunk chases a pint. It left without warning, as a splinter exits a wound. |