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Looking Deeper Into Our Conscience and Grieve

Ah, has anyone ever thought that love would have become the object of sexual gratification for many? Can we deny the misery that repulses us? Who safeguarded it were humble mothers teaching their kids the right way to give; have we changed our prospective, becoming too liberal pushing aside the divine thought of holiness, the narrative of spoken words? They never stained our conscience with heavy guilt; they embellished our minds with profound sentiment, not being less caring and protective. If humbleness has been replaced by pride, and naughty thoughts are far from holy: do we blame ourselves for what we perceive? Do we look deeper into our conscience and grieve?

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