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As I look up into the face of my God, another face flickers through my conciousness.

I dismiss it from my mind. Nothing must come between me and my God...

The face comes back. Go away!

Who is it? I know the face.

He's some sort of superior... A false god I served before?

No... He was my superior, but the feeling is not worship.

Is it... love?

No. I must not think of him. I must worship my God.

No! The face is back. This is not right. I must focus on my God.

"Seth is life. Seth is happiness."







The End




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