Concience
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We are not born with original sin
Nor are we born as a saint
Meanwhile we develop conscience
By which we go only either to Paradise or Hell
No one is responsible for your actions
Neither is anyone for your conscience
Meanwhile you die either as a sinner or saint
Upon your sole deeds you go to either Paradise or Hell
No one will come to you to rescue
Nor will anyone to deny your virtues
Meanwhile you reap your fruits from
Upon the soil of conscience you plant the trees.
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