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Every Human

Every human kneels at altar and confesses sad sins loudly sometimes quietly in tears But without much awareness that the heart, seat of temptation the chamber of secret plotting is angry with that solitary move because all rights to joyful life are being nailed on the cross where it will not die till last day having been a starved spectator

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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