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No Less Than All
“I am sweeping through The Gate,
washed in the blood of the Lamb” he said.
Disputing the world, the word. The line, the hook.
This strength will carry me.
I negate all need for positive,
I exist, I thrive. The line and hook merely
barb in my side. There is no less than all.
We resist we thrive, we fail just being alive.
In my eyes, no less than all.
On my side no less than all.
I am sweeping through The Gate, no less than all.
Washed in the blood of no less than all.