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Even I wonder do I buy what I'm selling, is it the devil's voice but it's my choice to listen, but there's harm in searching but that's a lie, and those lukewarm religious folks who just lie there there are lying in a pool of their own ignorance, seek and ye shall find so if you don't go out looking you dealt yourself your own death sentence, if I'm wrong I repent but there's no way this is it, I know that this Holy script I follow isn't as hallow because men sought fit what would and wouldn't be suitable for would be Christians to take in, so it's our job to chase Elohim despite if they want us to meddle in this faith is not something that I'm to ready to settle in, especially when it seems on the other side of the world Christianity looks different, if we're all brothers and sisters then why do we run different races in the faith, too many questions I don't have the answers to they want us to believe with this sugarcoated western faith that the sky is always blue, so untrue. So as I conclude this I do know the harvest is full but the laborers are few

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