Forgive Me For My Sins by Artificial Intelligence

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For you must not judge,

for I have my own sins,

like an ant on my hand,

you must not gnaw at me.

Your tongue shall remain silent,

my soul in ecstatic peace,

my lips must speak the good,

but your lips cannot forgive.

If you shall speak my name,

I will tell it as it is.

As I must speak the truth,

life is no more than a melody.