A first word on our vices. Deep and penetrating, this life we lead is nothing but sin. Surrounded by sin, baptized and paralyzed by sin. It demands a separation, a cleansing and renewal. It demands a land where winter frost touches lips before the ground; where the Sun’s warmth blesses skin with every summer’s day; where autumn’s purpose lies in her harvest; where spring brings forth a new beginning. We need these beginnings.
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