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The pridefully religious do not know me,
so why would I care what they say about me?

If you are walking a straight road,
you cannot get lost.
Take whatever comes and accept it as Written.

Sacrifice the pawn to escape checkmate,
Never expose the King, even if you are losing the
game.

The great dome is simple, yet complex in form.
No mystic knows the secrets behind the gate.

What's the secret, O Lord, the Mighty, the Powerful?
There are so many pains, and no cure.

The Master is neither ignorant nor blind,
but he keeps no records of our Love or our hates.

Allah is not proud, he has no doorkeepers.
Come as you are; He will welcome us all!

I'm true to the Master, for his Love is pure.
Whereas the priest's morality rises and falls.

Hafiz has reserved no seats in the front row,
Lovers of Freedom do not worry
about what their lot will be.

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