2nd in Threading the Lines (Sponsor: Joseph May)
Judged: April 23rd, 2025
How do I compare to you, God What is the scent of my desire that the golden globes you trod that the grandeur of the celestial choir to quicken yet the voids 'neath this sod oblige your condescension into Hellfire
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