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Jul 2020
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     Kneel down and repent
     for you have sinned    
     In this town you fail to
     see those unseens;
     Trudge the steep cliff
     and hold the lethal knife.
     Stabbed thyself
     to free from one's life.

                  Filthy lucer won't be sealed,
                  neither from one's money.
                  Alack! No au revior shall be said,
                  for they inscribe rapacity.
                  Nestle in the arms of perils—
                  won't be freed from the angels.
                  Bestowed solace thru the guise
                  and besiege for some lies.

     Behold these men
     who **** just not to die—
     Bespeak Words to gratify
     death—to beatify.
     Deceive, for greed
     makes them alive.
     Perish, not to escape,
     neither hide—
     divulge truth; revive.
For the meantime, I will be changing my name to Sant Alessandro. I was known as the Primo Pollux a year ago and I became busy for such a long time. So, I am here to come back.
Peter
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