During my normal commute on the shuttle.
My mind has no time to react
And so no plan of action is there to enact.
I seek some kind of proof
To show this is the only way.
My heart and mind feel so aloof
As though I were Thomas of this day.
My heart fights with all its might
to bend and break this line of thought.
I am not alone in this fight
For all across the world this battle is being fought.
My mind surrenders knowing that logic has prevailed
That flowing Grace has availed.
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