The Other World
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Faith in a world infinite
Where no one alive has ever set foot
Though real or illusory
Makes death less scary
And leaves life not dreary
A balm to lives arduous
And an intoxicant to the pious
So why scoff it as the fancy of a fevered mind
While the mystery of it, no mortal could unwind
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