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The world is simply

made up of

the prayers and the preyers 

The outer self,

the unnatural called upon when

nothing but a faith delivers. 

These Souls

in precarious states,

traverse the rocky ground 

and pad it firmly into place,

so the next to travel need not face. 

But selfish devious ghouls

suck the all the

unguarded drops of kindness

from the universe

and their incessant 

pickings upon poor souls

that thier needs are traversed,

leaving holes; 

kiss then kill 

talk then walk

hold then drop

follow then stray 

Trust then betray.

May the world

ever be your oyster 

as you run

from your truths

and I for you,

continue

to pray.