Sweet

Sin 
is 
sweet 
sin 
on 
street 
sin 
in 
the 
closet 
sin 
at 
sunset 
sin 
in 
the 
noon 
lost 
a 
silverspoon. 
Chairs, 
benches,Tables- 
all 
a 
fable. 
Sit, 
relax, 
rest. 
Saint 
is 
not 
at 
best 
the 
poor 
and 
rich 
have 
to 
justitify 
reach.
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October 18, 2013 at 3:01 AM
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