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there are oceans of words aged in prayer,against geometric lines, and cloudbeaten skies;credulous allure—slowly captivated in hearts fair—trees and flowers bloomed in grace upon one's eyes.
Being a Christian, I've made my decision. That decision offers no compromise; therefore, I'm closed to anything else.
"Thou Shall Not Kill... unless it suits us!"
Actually, I think there's at least a decent chance of this tactic backfiring on them.