The Adversary walks to and fro
upon the earth and sea
seeking to corrupt and stain
creation, you and me.
He whispers in your ear at night
and fills your head with dreams
and goads you on to worship self
but never mind the screams!
When one dives in and takes the time
to peel the layers of sin
you’ll gleam like gold and, all be told
reveal the beauty within.
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Author:
Fränz Müller (
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