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Aug 2013
The old gods watch in muted
fury, their statues abandoned

to live on shelves instead of
temples, seen as reminders

of a more ignorant time, when
men needed guidance more

than truth. Men now believe that they
know better — their god of science has

replaced his forerunners: those who
guided Man in his early days.

Those who weep in anguish, but,
forgotten, can no longer even

speak.
Josh Taylor
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