Calvary's Horoscope
Yes, I love you
How do you feel
That I am your automaton
And it is your worship
If I kneel
I know love
By the cruelty of the cross
And not one i.o.u in the mail
Yet I thing of it
And know I failed
In my belief
For did they too
not even think
How was God to die
And if he did
How could we live
Without him again
Calvary
Is not a place alone
It is all the memories
Of jasmines
Balming my fears
With perennial predictions
Of easter's horoscope
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