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Nov 2018
Our Pastor: "He is trinity."
Mom: "He is in abundance."
Dad : "Holly father."
Nana: "He is mysterious."
 But I, believe in us
Us: " The Universe , she is all Creations."
Men (as in male) can't be compared to the unknown spirits that give life to everything. Men are wicked, sacred, weak, evil. We can't even be compared to women in real life. This poem is not to be taken litterally as leberal to religion.... But had you ever asked yourself?
Sacred Johnson
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Sacred Johnson  20/M/Planet Earth
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