Friend, this is my appeasement feast.
This time I won't mind to bring it to church.
It is the same bread and wine our lord left us with love.
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It is a bread of love I bring for you, eat it and drink wine of forgiveness, regardless of maim that bleeds blood of hatred and left scar of conundrum in your heart. But yet, you need to forgive and forget. Nice poem.
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