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Nov 2014
We are the unholy.
We are the ******* sons of your media culture.
Our minds, eyes, and bodies where born of your exclusion.
An allusion you hide behind.
You don't love a god you love your comfort.
To you we are filth, we are *****, so be it.
We are ***** and unclean, a congregation of the unseen.
Together we will set this world on fire.
This is the new religion.
     AMEN!!!
janie
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janie  America
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