Oh beautiful messiah, sacred sacrifice. Did angels attend to your birth to touch your holy skin? Did kings of industry drape your tiny body in silk and gold? Did you cry and howl through it all, filling desperate lungs with the first of their finite breaths? And did you know, even then, that you were destined to be loved only for your blood and not the heart which kept it flowing?

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