All that there is, there is…
In a month, in a moment in an eon
Rolled in one
I'm cipher indicherbale unintelligble
Intelligent
I'm all bones, and I'm none
There is blashpemy birthed in a pew
There is divinity that's born
From, within the chalice of mouths
Destination next stop
Desinations never stop
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