Bless'Ed Are the Gender Bent
Blessèd Are The Gender Bent
Of all the pain and perils of this place to pick on such tormented souls
is simply a disgrace. The sin you are in cannot be your skin. Gender is
fluid flowing as vast and deep as bigotry and just as much a mystery
coming in His name. That stone you cast has been removed from our
foundation, it weakens us all when you build that wall. The compassion
of Christ taught us to love, your enemy as yourself, to love all.
judgement sent
pious predilection
broken over bent
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