The Sin

The Sin

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The sin made a nest,


Within my very soul way back then,


Excessively sinful I was,


As Stephen in “A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man”!


 

Then ‘time’ cleansed me well,


Like a real healer,


A transformed person I turned into,


An enlightened being, so to speak!

 

 

The sinner was dead within me,

 

A humane one started to breathe long since!

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