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Calling From Within

Religion becoming meaningless when propriety goes away Nothing to sit atop the lies nothing to lead astray Claiming the title to prophecies spun each figurehead stands tall To augment the legend of what never was —as Divinity still calls (The New Room: January, 2023)

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