I don’t make wishes anymore.They float away.UnrestrainedClutching the earthSinking teeth into dirtSprouting into monstersOnce held in captivityNow wild and rampantBehold the weeds of my iniquity.

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Psalm 51:5, KJV: Behold, I was shapen in iniquity; and in sin did my mother conceive me.

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