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    it’s not what you know it’s what you don’t know
    or what you’ll ever figure out
    that takes you out where the wild things grow

    and makes you wonder what you’ll have to show
    for all the days of being devout
    it’s not what you know it’s what you don’t know

    that hints at what grace can bestow
    as love demands a different route
    and takes you out where the wild things grow

    beyond what feels safe or apropos
    where you feel less “with” and more “without”
    it’s not what you know it’s what you don’t know

    that pulls at your heart like an undertow
    and smells of rain in the dust of drought
    that calls you out where the wild things grow

    beyond what feels safe or apropos
    in the daily mix of faith and doubt
    it’s not what you know it’s what you don’t know
    that takes you out where the wild things grow

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