Sin is not solid but atomic.
Call me only by my secret name.
I have begun, as colonial
Offspring often do, with some omens,
A comet and a plague of insects,
A vast flock of pigeons never seen
Since the heretics refused to give
Their holy relics to the Empire,
Their responsibility to God.
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