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"honeyland" poems
Where are the saints in white? Failing their master judging profane Pious is not requisite to honeyland Sin guarantee no hell all are sinners Masquerading falsehood a real sin Greasing your imperfection a greater sin Sinners are forgiven, good are rewarded Some one has to habituate hell who are they?
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May 28, 2020
May 28, 2020 at 7:27 AM UTC
HELL IS SOMEONE'S HOME