Sin vows to innocents

Wen a mother gifts glade.
tangina to light", life it gave.
Free to Nature's
Rights to angels
" he who saw " dinkin flicka",
saw it all!..
All it saw was all but misma
a life freen been
A love of live worth seen
A life one dies always missing.
of all no wrong doing
Punishing sin when
god puts good in.
it sees", its sin'
been seeasd!.
bless this growing seed
For now it bleeds all in relief.
but bless not less
A boy of joy
that walks nice nights
In Holy rights
To purify
All descendants
Of blumming innocence
A God's Sloss;
a child love of Life
Sound of loud
that makes
sin bow....

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