DEITY, the intoxication of your faith,
mutiny for some, for otheres, incognito,
for me a cataclysm of the total parts,
nothing is wasted here, not even the
heart, still it feels like a wet dream at
times, and other times, dreams, what
a wast mr ghost screamssssss, for in
this deity, there is peace.
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Strong statement of a mixed-bag of concepts on Faith...Heavy locution nails it tight! fjr