Alas ,we should leave the Idol at the foot ,
Lest it burdens our backs on our climb up.
How devotion should drown!
Our lips learn to unlearn prayers.
Time haunts Gods to death.
New Gods,too many are born,
Pampered,chided and left alone.
In cycles ,they should move,only like us.
hey guys !! be the first one to go through it. there's a lot to come ... so cheerup !!
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