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We have all committed crimes against our fellow man. Thought of atrosities so dark that even the blackest night fails to compare. We have hated for the sake of hate and filled innocent lives with despair. Blood has painted these hands as time and time again they stuck their fellow man, leaving him a heaping mess, unable to speak, unable to stand. We all have deamons buried deep with in us, as far down as we can force them to go, struggling to be set free, ripping and tearing at our soul. But what separates us from those demons, is when we see the pain we cause, we feel that pain and suffering, giving our anger reason to pause. By that reason alone are we set free, set free to feel joy and be loved. Free to be forgiven and redeemed, to be washed free by his blood. And thus you can seek salvation, seach for it with all your heart. And from here until eternity, we walk hand in hand, ne'er to part.
