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Ourselves we do inter with sweet derision.
The channel of the dust who once achieves
Invalidates the balm of that religion
That doubts as fervently as it believes.

Edited by Peter Carter

Added: 2 Apr 2003 | Last Read: 5 Sep 2008 4:52 PM | Viewed: 4725 times

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