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Religion is a bondage meant to ensnare
the hapless person with a load of care. Give a thought a title it becomes a fact People gather round it to make a pact When the fact is proven to be untrue, those ensnared hang on without a clue. Religion is a concept in the mind of man to keep him separated in his little clan. But God… He didn’t send His Son to start a sect He came to live, die and resurrect to bring salvation’s hope to you and me so that from religion we would be free. Rules and regs a plenty in the land but just one thing does God command. Believe that He loves us and sent His Son to be the messiah for everyone.
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