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Just Showmanship I

Traps a victim a night before to give cruelty a baby drug is his weapon, invades the privacy of a lady. Its Sunday, a button is instantly pressed to be aware the shower washes away all sins for him to prepare. Elegant and eligible, the cologne makes it perfect in the midst of Angels, holiness takes effect. Modesty and composure he joins other Pharisees and scribes blessing everyone like the member of heaven’s major tribe. Most important is to make the number in church yet, the heart stays stony, refusing to change much. Melodious songs from beautiful lips reach the ceiling like steam beautiful faces, lovely dresses make the worship arena beam. Words spill like fire, the dancing men of God preach so many souls in reflection, they hope to reach. Just at the cathedral’s door, he collects the devil’s cash a decisive personality, good and evil don’t even clash. Spirituality temporarily obtained, now heavily constipate not up to an hour, through five persons, his wrong migrate. In a Den of human carnivores, where religion is just a show people frequently change garments to join in the flow.

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Date: 5/17/2020 9:32:00 PM
True words it's a disgrace, they don't just fleece the flock they skin them alive!! God sees all and they will have to answer to Him!!
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