a prayer for those with too much to lose and not enough to gain--

for those who've had their faith disabused of mercy and salvation

because they didn't realize the selfish nature of their worship--

for those who disdain themselves by projecting their self-hatreds

on others--

for those too self-alienated to read reality in its actuality--

a prayer for those who despair of the impenetrable bubble that

surrounds each of us in our identities--

for those whose imperfect love makes them feel every jagged tear

in their hearts--

for those who find kindred souls and still find an impossible

separation between them--

for those who've finally stepped out the bounds of all earthly strictures

and bake in the desert day and freeze in the desert night--

for all who've reached the bottom of the world and with fading strength

struggle amid the husks and shells of previous creations

because of the blank spot in all consciousness that only the Ineffable

would fill--

the Ineffable that supports all worlds but the imaginary ones in each creature's

limited mind--

oh only One--for all who list toward the final all-consuming Void--a hope--a wish

a prayer--a prayer--a prayer...

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