Quatrain of Goblins
Spectacle of living Cells sliding from
heaven to earth in translucent form,
without a religious benefactor.
Sleeping spirits passing through
membranes of nepotism as sickly
unbelievers search for heaven's door.
Rattling the silence with degradation,
they question their knowledge while
caving into true enlightenment.
Wreaking with the smell of indolence,
these fading Cells attest their inferiority -
they are the devil's amendment!
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Quatrain of Goblins - 55 - Yorktown Disciple