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Jan 2020
And in your Glory dear Lord

you bestowed on your humble servant

the Light that shine forth reaching hearts and minds

that otherwise have no defined purposes other than align with evil

And in wondrous ways you showed them a beacon

anointed noble edifice of blood and flesh

who by being stirred their torments

lance their pains and miseries

troubled and restless are they

disgraced and shamed they recoil

snarling and gnashing their fangs

spitting venom and aberrations

sliding in gore and disfavor

the victims of victims

languishing in white fire

And in your Divine Glory

Your humble servant

praises You
Yenson
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Yenson  M/London
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