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Being silent was best Ham is strong and he threatened me with a fatal accident Then there was a child Oh, my dear husband the tireless naturalist of the fermented juice of sweet grapes His old age has been tarnished by that made-up anecdote which hid the rapes under a moment of shamelessness But the punishment betrays it anyway, the eternal curse from the first scream of the baby, innocent Canaan, my youngest son His generations to generation subjugated and squeezed to death in the purple lowlands
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Jun 19, 2022
Jun 19, 2022 at 3:55 AM UTC
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Being silent was best Ham is strong and he threatened me with a fatal accident Then there was a child Oh, my dear husband the tireless naturalist of the fermented juice of sweet grapes His old age has been tarnished by that made-up anecdote which hid the rapes under a moment of shamelessness But the punishment betrays it anyway, the eternal curse from the first scream of the baby, innocent Canaan, my youngest son His generations to generation subjugated and squeezed to death in the purple lowlands
Book of Jubilees 4:33 Genesis 9:22 Canaan = "low" (lands) / "subjugated" (land) / (land of) "purple" Collection "From Sacred Scriptures [1]"
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Jun 19, 2022
Jun 19, 2022 at 3:55 AM UTC
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