The best time of the day
is in the early morning
in those few moments after waking
before any words have been spoken aloud
It is then that there is no fear
If dogma ever pays a visit,
that is when she arrives
There is more to pray for in winter
but she likes to sweat
Who to hate,
love
And why,
how long
This is all decided here
Every day
We should all be born
and die
then
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