Shouldered by the flirt of the shadows;
Irrespectively, the mellow thin-thick;
If it will happen again, it never occurred;
If it never occurred, still it exists...
Though I doubt, I live to believe;
Though I ponder, yet I wonder;
The pains of the nail, the scar of the thorn;
Yet an anthem "I'M SENT TO MEN"...
Journey in the desert;
Groans on the knees, the whip for me?
Chants of the unseen, the blurred clear vision;
Sweetness in death, glory in humiliation...
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