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Mar 2020
To sin is to be;
A simple fact,
of humanity,

But if we choose,
to ignore it's moral;
Engrossed by things, simply temporal,

We'll be without humility,
and all things found,
internally.
Written by
Sam Riede  M
(M)   
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