Digression of the Rosary

The Annunciation of the Lord to Mary

Here we go again

There are no other options

But the dead background

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Listen up closely

My face is looking ghostly

Caught in my own sin

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There should be no choice

But the bag gets more moist

As time goes on

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The disgust

Vapors come and go

So say a prayer!

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A shorter mantra

To maintain the sober mind

Blades of grass bend

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Images of the Christ

Idolatry is fine!

Until it comes around

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Do not fall into

The grasp of the devil or

Might slip and be dead

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Worry not about

But keep your focus ahead

But see through the fog

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Fogs of war

Keep us occupied in the meantime

So I don't have to run

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I can stand tall

Knowing of my fate

There is no more

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No objects in the way

Yet they all decide to stay

No more stalling!

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My rage attends

And my mind continues to bend

Don't forget my soul as it spins

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Forgetting the spinning armory

The wordplay continues

And the flower blooms

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Germination to take

Place among the seeds

The hot wind pushes growth forward

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So do not fret

Worry not about the sunset

But remain focused