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Free Thought Poetry - Original Sin

There must be something bigger
Something more
An undeniable truth
The essence of existence flowing through us all
Some have called it God
A fiction of embodyment
They worship rather than respect
And decay in servitude
If one day we could learn
To tolerate our brothers
Accepting amongst others
The need for variation
We may allow ourselves
To embrace evolution
To salute new solutions
With no threat of retribution
We might tolerate ourselves

All I ask is just the chance
To make myself a better man

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