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Sorted in a cult, the moment you open your eyes one of the many things you don’t choose inclusion is what each one tries, by learning the culture, customs and taboos. Grow up with each other together a while later, the innocence fades. When each one finds themselves better downhill humanity cascades. They shout slogans and create unrest. Bigoted minds an empty heads. Only thought incepted the best, to create disruption and hate that spreads. Some minds are easier to influence usually ones who don’t use their own. When religions at core have no difference each one sees, what versions they are shown. If only ,humanity was often preached And being religious meant being spiritual more. We would keep at bay, evils that lurched And create a world better than before.

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