I'm an imperfect, improvable person,
The kind who doesn't scare babies on
purpose
But is rather amused that it happens
just the same –
a lackluster sinner, to give it a name.
Between godly and ghastly, I take the
middle path.
I don't know where it is going, or how
long it can last,
But I do know that, trapped between
sinning and striving,
My recourse has been to become rather
boring.
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