White Sin
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Last published Tue, Mar 27, 2018
White.
"Pure", "bright", and "good" are equivalent to what that word could be seen as...
Although, things such as "white sins" are relevant too.
If there's a definition for that term found, I have not.
White sins are commit out of the purity of the heart, which is what I get out of them. White sins are sins committed to either help someone out, or keep them alive, is what I was told of from my Mother.
Though, remind you if I must, sins are sins still. Out of the equation is justifying that sin, matters not of how much to someone it is for the greater good for.
But black sins, the owners of those who commit, will not be forgiven by me. If they didn't mean it, forgiveness might be in store but, it's still a sin. Those who commit them on purpose though... I'll see to your death.
I have committed many things that I would like to call a white sin.
It's who I am.
Shiro Tsumi.
Japanese for white sin.
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