We come with our axes
To where you are
We can’t help retracting
Out offer of
A kinship which neglects
Our basic decency
You can take my hand
And follow me
No one here can resurrect
The faith in me
I want to believe
To fetch too far
This place questions whether
Faith could be an art
Misdirection
It makes a mess of me
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