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Our stones shear,
like our religions,
whose fall so near.
There’s the catch,
the shiver,
the beg for a river.
Our stones they shear,
like our religions:

theirs the catch of breath
his the brother bereft,
with shiver,
Stones & Believers,

beg both for a river.
Our stones they shear,
like our religions:
Believers, like stones,
beg both for a river.

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