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DUST TO DUST
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I have abandoned altars
Where once I worshipped devoutly
But now those gods are dead
Their shrines covered in dust
The candles unlit, the silver tarnished
The place where I once stood in reverence
Empty
My mind has flown, like a dove
Over the stormy seas of dogma
To find more fertile lands
Where there is peace and harmony
Where the Earth and Sky, the Alpha and Omega
Are One
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