My quill glides across parchment.
His blood, our atonement.
Death yields forgiveness.
Sinner now saved.
Slave no more.
Redeemed.
Free.
Syllables: Descending.
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My quill glides across parchment.
His blood, our atonement.
Death yields forgiveness.
Sinner now saved.
Slave no more.
Redeemed.
Free.
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