Vaccinius

Sunday, 2 July 2017

Finiteness

Now they are ten, the poems made
in this of certainty a grade.
I thank You, Lord, for giving me
the power of capacity.

And now may Satan think of it
that I am occupied, a bit,
with making him directed so
that after fall he fast will go.

.·: † :·.

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