My heart still beats

After sleeping with the devil you'd love to close the book
but you gotta wonder how the baby's gonna look
Tale O' the Twister - Chagall Guevara

More eloquently (much more) than the assertion that I often make that if I commit good or evil I set into motion things that I cannot control.

Yet I sin. How frail I am.


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