A pilgrim's dilemma

As I set out to seeTo a pilgrimage makeNone an edifice I can locateThat has a holy path remain
Structures stand in gloryMany a streets leadAll but made of corpses A step on any streetFeet are stained fresh red
Cleansing may evadeShroud will body containSoul but is stainedFor a prayer anyShy an eye to faith

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