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Sinful Nature

is it such a sin

to forsake everything

for a small amount

of happiness? To reduce

yourself to ashes

and be washed up

anew on sand. If

death is certain

and life is the beginning

then why can't love

be the middle chapters?

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jennifer-tripp
American
Published
Jun 6, 2010
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