Barakat

I've lost contact with that world With it's abnormal dimensions and Geometrical architecture that speaks The truth of an only. I now sing Shirk and think it wise when I dance to the "strangers" music and mingle Among the "commoners" wishes.   I pray to no direction and Act out no ablution. Woe be the compass and be burnt every…

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