Man was created with the perfection
of the flesh, as moved by the spirit;
Innocence was his peace until
the perfection of the lust;
That perfection of wisdom is of God
but perfection of destruction is of evil
that nothing more than choices between!
Man was created with the perfection
of judgment, as inspired by the spirit;
Ignorance was his peace until
the perfection of knowledge;
that inquinity of wisdom is of God
but perfection of catastrophe is of evil
that nothing more than changes between!
For knowledge is for ignorance,
Judgment is for transgression,
Perfection is for imperfection,
Ingenuity is for anonimity;
For peace that never was peace
without oppositions at war!
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