Clad in flesh I was brought to these lands,
No silver spoons to mark my destiny clean,
The past sleeps unperturbed in ashes of time,
My future's nebulously clandestine!!
As I wade through the roughs, battered and humbled,
The resolve becomes stronger, to never to fumble,
Don't probe my ways, for they entwine yours indiscreet,
And for my religion, I'm Blasphemous Aesthete.
Visit me at
http://aestheticblasphemy.blogspot.com
and
http://skiewpoint.blogspot.com
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