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  • Writer's picturePray Jani

Religious sacrilegious

Ordeals of blasphemy, Ignited to provoke Delirious among believers, Practitioners and feigners.

But breathe thee the eye That surpass brute and Surpass feign. To redeem fragile disdain.

Blood roots what Queens share The word of voice They proclaim to bare. But humans are humans undone.

What bricks that floats the air? The rings reside on stealth ends. Wise by wise they curve you under, Race to which temple you center.

They preach the myths They yield the bliss You pay the heed To feign the breed.

But end in end, you mortal being Shall take a breath that last may seem That make matter not you belief But quests that remain a memory.

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