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Victory over our sins.

Can we establish victory over the burdens of our sins, we make a certain history by dissociation of our skins, yet we are much like brothers and sisters so the bible says, all this disregard for love is not comforting in ways, should we act accordingly to reach a point of view Love as if we have no colours or different countries too, should we act accordingly to please and thank the Lord The recreation of humanity with every soul on board,  for certain  mistakes of our identity we no longer can afford per say,  because discrimination seems to have its final day, for what about the next of kin, our children's children and much more, to become of what if colours create the barrier between one war, what of all our children's futures,  can we justify our act, for we are born common grounds we all are human that's a fact,  so when shall we require hope that leaves us more than satisfaction,  for the many reasons said before would only divide or fraction,  so how can we discover our love when deeply torn between,  and where there is a greater purpose there we share what love does mean, it means we see another by heart and if where lucky, feel their soul, for loving eachother without disgresion is the only way to make us whole,  and gathered that we learn so well, from the past mistakes we already made, for when we're burried in the grounds come death,  theres no code of colours laid.
 

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