Robert (gurdonark) wrote,

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grace in a later time

I tearfully tried
to sacrifice on the mountain.
The myrhh was scented, by
mechanical processes I never understand,
with an additional enigmatic lilac tinge,
a sweet impurity.

The formerly jagged path up the mountain
was fully automated now.

The digital sin-stripped angel
told me to go home,
and that my offering was

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