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The lies we tell of God Are no baptisms in a dripping moon No cleansing in and of sunlight No anointing me of Earth The lies we tell of God A mark of mortal rage A mourning that glows and devours The fingerprints of our ancestors The lies we tell of God are the lies we tell of ourselves
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Sep 17, 2021
Sep 17, 2021 at 10:18 AM UTC
The Lies We Tell of God
The lies we tell of God Are no baptisms in a dripping moon No cleansing in and of sunlight No anointing me of Earth The lies we tell of God A mark of mortal rage A mourning that glows and devours The fingerprints of our ancestors The lies we tell of God are the lies we tell of ourselves
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Sep 17, 2021
Sep 17, 2021 at 10:18 AM UTC
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