For the last, the lost, the
least, the little, the dying and fishers of no fish
Tells a story of having left
virgin womb only to enter virgin tomb
Says to all, this will be the
womb you must enter in if
You are to be born again; enwombed
we saturate
In long wait, but when death ate
God hell was
Overflowing with heaven; and death
Was made available for
None not
One
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