Hour 11: He Came To Me in a Dream

He came to me in a dream,

God, he used to whisper secrets divine 

Watched my thoughts unwind 

Behind, the ruse of godliness

Was unkind ugliness, 

Blind, I built his shrine 

But he never returned to my dreams

I no longer sleep

Oh, but I weep.

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