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Dressed in Sunday finery, Feeling virtuous, I’m reading the Gospel And listening to the preacher’s sermon In my head: "I will think good thoughts. I will tread the righteous path. I will avoid sin like the plague—" But come Saturday night, Several beers in at the meat market, I'm thinking otherwise.
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May 1, 2025
May 1, 2025 at 10:19 AM UTC
Temptation
Dressed in Sunday finery, Feeling virtuous, I’m reading the Gospel And listening to the preacher’s sermon In my head: "I will think good thoughts. I will tread the righteous path. I will avoid sin like the plague—" But come Saturday night, Several beers in at the meat market, I'm thinking otherwise.
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May 1, 2025
May 1, 2025 at 10:19 AM UTC
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