I caught a flight
on a planet named Nibiru.
I have to be at tea
with the witches of the sky.
If Jesus wants me,
he can wait.
Tell him, if you see him,
I was only passing by.
The world ended,
again, again, again,
waking up smiling,
with the daughters of the sea.
If Jesus had a plan,
he had years to step up.
If Jesus had a message,
he could have given it to me.
-o0o-
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