They say that I hate God,
For I don't give Him any merit,
Neither credit,
Nor glory,
But I say that it is them,
That despises Nature,
For they are a part of It,
And are unwilling to accept,
That what they are,
Is not out of this World.
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Thursday, December 27, 2007
Out of this world
Labels: Prose
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