To put this World down, like a Bundle - And walk steady, away, Requires Energy - possibly Agony - 'Tis the Scarlet way Trodden with straight renunciation By the Son of God - Later, his faint Confederates Justify the Road -
Flavors of that old Crucifixion - Filaments of Bloom, Pontius Pilate sowed - Strong Clusters, from Barabbas'Tomb -
Sacrament, Saints partook before us - Patent, every drop, With the Brand of the Gentile Drinker Who enforced the Cup.
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