and I watch the world spin by.
it is pulling, teasing, taunting, screeching
but I cannot be pulled in, I cannot.
those around me seek to move me,
but I cannot be pulled in, I cannot.
why do I stand? why must I fight?
I must seek holiness.
and in this, I am silent, invisible.
yet knowing there is one who never misses anything...
I am not alone.
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