Adoration and the forbidden fruits are deceiving,
anticipations of whishing fields delusion.
Knowing that the anticlimax comes with a frost,
above the wisdom of true believes just tossed.
Purgatory is that state of mental expiating,
when that ideal holds the key to relating.
That interconnected process of tapestry as force,
malleable dreams that need a plan of source.
Regarding all life as sacred...
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