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Perception is ruined, waste

Till a chase to fulfillment reigns

Victorious & delusion crumbles

Offering the only real offering

Burns and wisps to the wild wind

Even a cloud comes to ground

Jesus was a divine zombie

Happy Halloween, dare mock me

Offering the candy to children

Nothing is wrong, illusory psalm

Broad baskets of brimming flesh

Brought soon to boiling cauldron

Hope whispers whirling promise

It differs as time rolls 

Changing to the season accordingly

Sustained in shame, Sin a game

Levelling reason and faith and wait

Chastise the children

God's essence is paradox

Making our lives like constellation

in the scheme of stars 

And yet we fear the dust profound 

And yet we flicker instantaneously

With the last bright shining 

Of the dying light into absolute dark