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UNTHINKING


Holy ghost!
Are ghosts really holy?

When dust becomes heavy,
And flesh is stripped away,
Don't the sins of the flesh remain with the soul?

Holy ghost!
Are ghosts really holy?

The pain that rips the heart,
The thoughts that graces the brain,
Don't they all remain with the soul?

Holy ghosts!
Are ghosts really holy?

This riddle is a yoke,
A curse- for all has sinned; all has suffered.
Does shedding scales of flesh heal the pain?

Holy ghosts!
Are ghosts really holy?

Or shall I wait to become one,
To find out?

#El_Magnifico™

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