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Mar 2018
I know better than
to test you
Cosmic Man
You read between the lines
just fine
but can you really
read this mind?

If so, you know
what I keep in there
stark
bare
not even a chair
or seat or a throne
to call your Emperial Home

Creations are a *****, I know
and we don't catch on.
Man has always been slow.

But if you condemn me,
then remember who made me
Save a place for me at your Judgement Show
Front row, when it's my time to go

If you're there, that is,
then this game is rigged
and I, no hope to win...
condemned to sin...
Well...
and I'm sure it sticks
in your craw sometimes
to know how lovely
to see how fine
how it can feel Divine
to sin in kind.
Virginie Guillemette
Written by
Virginie Guillemette  Las Vegas
(Las Vegas)   
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