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Their hands watched god, but their eyes fixed on the ground.
Their limbs stretched to the heavens, like steeples.
Searching for falsified truths, and reasons to hate.
And I wondered and I wandered, through the darkest alleys alone.
I was searching for the kingdom that they promised me, but it was never found.
It's never found.
I refuse to fight a war, waged by holy men in the name of holly ghosts.
We all find god in our ways, and we all have different reasons to hide.
Don't give your cross, it's not mine to bear.

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