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Last Prayer

Struggle is our twin who treads with us, our left hand that breaks the cobwebs -- a hint that no one has passed this narrow, virgin path before us. We have to offend even the least of creations that witnessed our birth -- our ingratitude -- just to conquer the peak of the mountain of life. Whilst we see the signs of doom there, we must pray that He clothe them with our skins, so we alone can feel the burning mulct of our sins.

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Date: 1/5/2012 8:37:00 AM
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