Semantic Wars IV: The Pedigree of Faith

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The pedigree of faith
Is not of comfort, sans hope;
Never does it descend
From the erstwhile chuffed.

Noir as its progenitor
Where indifference is favored;
And the saved will tell
The innermost sublime.

Dearth is its Alpha
A caveat to its kin;
But ’tis a certain slant of light
Then love afterwards.

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