UPON THE CROOKED AISLE: Upon the crooked aisle, my sins were born, my shame taking away, and my faith raptures astray. Stolen away, many times gone astray; I am the weight in the million paths of the strangest way. Rigors filled, sorrows choose, Imbibed only to do the pleasures of my spiritually malnourished self. Pride in anguish, betrayals in...
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