Raise my hands,
As one to die, But you'll never trade... For me, no. Not a single entity entitled one should ever suffice, Not even Christ! Lest we all be remnants of a parade granted its due course, Yet always predestined for a specific requestion of salvation, Whose prerequisites the depravity of our seemingly endless inhumanity hasn't yet met, A tiered surmountation of shame mistranslated by pride, Beyond internal doubt; We believed! We're only inhuman... After all.
In lieu of our participation in,
Embedding the doubt!
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