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AS ONE Creeds came
and went while preachers fought the wars Rage, entrance
me with mordancy of your eyes Face of the
scars behind dead-end cognitions, Escape the dual
traps involved - like a hero
in his own dreamhalls -
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Vague, failing grasp
over decrial,
substituting the ones to drain the seven vials.
Gently have I felt the touch of marble
in these oceans I dwell...
Is it the self-destructive urge to gapple
with sentiments born of rare distinguished minds?
On the beauty of
the unleashed
humanly wrath is called,
has your shrine of tattered ghastly semblance
earned the scorn?
Obsequious sharpening
claws,
serpent in cradle,
raging beyond the doors
of the oceans of marble...
Revelations unseen
by many,
intrinsic ways everdespised,
still diving despite the obscured purlieus
of my home of marble...
Is it an urge to feel the presence of
invidious rare distinguished minds?
Treading the beauty
of the unleashed
humanly kingdom restored...
Set blasphemous skies afire
with my scorn!!!
