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This poem is about how easily we let sin control us |
| What We See What we see is not always clear What we see is something to fear What we see has no fright What we see is dark as night What we see comes and goes What we see everybody knows What we see is easy to find What we see can take over the mind What we see plagues our voice What we see is our choice What we see tries to consume the soul What we see will take its toll What we see fights like hell to win What we see is our own sin |