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Don't trouble me with your sacrosanct fetish for god.
Your arrogant conclusions,despotic delusions and
child like confusions are an anathema to me!
Blind faith hiz nae place in ma existence,
where a live catechism is ma king and provider,
the holy spirit a large hadron collider.
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