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Gemini
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2020-06-19
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***
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the cathedral's bells ring
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horseshoe mounted above the doorframe
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from the pastor's mouth drip words:
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"confess and you shall be made whole"
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you stand at the pulpit
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and proclaim to the congregation
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how holy you are,
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that you have rescinded control
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baptized in the claps,
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reborn as a shriveled
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ghost of who you once were:
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a person without a soul
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bloat as original sin
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that one needs to be absolved of,
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leaving behind the colors and joys
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beyond these gated walls
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"out yonder lives the devil
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with his malice and malware and pain;
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'tis an illusion that, beyond the wiles,
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he helps those alive stand tall"
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one in a sea of faceless
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made faceless yourself
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give your soul to the gods
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put your heart on the shelf
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a landscape of white
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and a monotone hum
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to spill your own blood
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earns a trip straight to hell
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***
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CC BY-NC-SA 4.0 (c) Vane Vander
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