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Aug 6, 2020
My God is Schrödinger’s cat,
both alive and Nietzsche’s caveat.
I would rather I didn’t peep inside
to confirm my creeping, garlic suspicion
that my fervent faith lies lifeless by the roadside
like the garfield that the most Merciful owes 8 lives to.
Not all waters are for wine, some wines are for gargling.
— — a poem by nublaccsoul |new-black-soul #NBS
