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Your omniscience edges my conscience
And I discern you know my inside
Motives thoroughly; carefully you
Observe my travel and my resting

Your omnipresence wraps my presence
Fencing me very tightly where and when
I attempt to escape your attendance
No matter I’m in hell, or heaven

Your omnipotence makes me potent
Evolving mind and heart into being
In my mother’s womb, counting bones I carry
Fathoming my all that is concealed

Henry Victor 23.06.2003