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May 2017
If sins of the father are sins of the son,
and new sins are born with each days sun.
After so many cycles,  what'd you think we'd become?
Written by
AmbientThought  25/M/NE Pennsylvania
(25/M/NE Pennsylvania)   
   Ryan Holden
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