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1d
They speak of
their god

I *****,
my laughter, an insult to their beliefs.

And on behalf of all who kneel,
I curse againβ€”
your savage, venomous god.

With every fragment of my being,
I pray,
for its obliteration.

W
H
O
L
E

The ashes of our
be-
      lie-
versβ€”
Written by
DankerSchon  22/M
(22/M)   
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