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the trees that root in this sinful ground are obvious and just the churches in this run down town are shelter for the lust; the lust of greed , and lust of life where a girl becomes a wife these buildings are so holy, yet full of nothing but evil and still the trees are victims to this bitter and great society the lunatics call religion
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Nov 1, 2013
Nov 1, 2013 at 10:52 AM UTC
hatin on religion
the trees that root in this sinful ground are obvious and just the churches in this run down town are shelter for the lust; the lust of greed , and lust of life where a girl becomes a wife these buildings are so holy, yet full of nothing but evil and still the trees are victims to this bitter and great society the lunatics call religion
rachel-mary
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Nov 1, 2013
Nov 1, 2013 at 10:52 AM UTC
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