(Traveling Around In My Flip Flops Today)

I was born bathed in blood.

Exposed and helpless, I don’t remember the tears and sweat that brought me to this world, the waters of suffering and sacrifice. Those things are my mother’s story. I only felt red cold fear.
I am from Adam’s seed and with the seed comes the knowledge. Knowledge of good. Knowledge of evil.
The rest of this story is over here, at Imperfect Prose…visit me there today?

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