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Cost Crucified

Garish showcase in your front display; jitter impatiently for next payday. Martyrs pay debts, not collect them; you swipe crosses with your plastic pets. Pennies for pupils advertise the cost: far steeper than you thought. Go steal a wish from some pauper fountain. Faith immovable? "Just buy the mountain!" The deals you’re making are unjust. All that glitters turns to dust.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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