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Not a drop to think.

Not a drop to think.

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With the care and love

You show with your own

Purchase idols, in hope

Of humanising God

You pray, flowers and holy water

Bow your head and

Strike a light

Only to dispose it

The very next hour

When your work is done.

A festival, a mere need to

Complete the desire

For more more

While the idols from last year

Floated to the bottom of the river

That gave you life.


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