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Face on the moon made from shadows in gloom

Is a wrong revelation, a logic vacuum

Invisible shape that is all in the mind

These marvels are like clouds in the sky

Stigmata is a fraud

A false miracle never performed

Unverified claims parading as truth

A zeitgeist is spawned when your fear is let loose

An odour of sanctity, stories abound

No question there is work to be done