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As a young boy lying in the open grassy fields of upstate New York, I met God. She was kind, gentle and caring. Later in life I was introduced to the 'other' God. This one was distant, unreachable, and was represented by strange men in funny robes who touched me where they shouldn't. I went along with the story they told, because not to, meant being outcast. I avoided God's representatives as best I could, especially the one who wanted to fondle me. Today I have returned to my God. She is still kind, gentle and caring. Leave me to my God if you will, and I shall leave you to yours.
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