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The hatred of my people is only matched by the love we give.
The islands of Reggae are green with envy and grass and love.
What can a reggae boy like me do on the island of hatred?
Embrace the Reggae. Embrace the love.
Reggae is the only answer
My heart is filled with arteries, veins, reggae, capillaries.
The blood in my circulatory system is tainted by life. Reggae.
The truth in my heart
 Dec 2014
jeffrey robin
we come we see we feel
and know

we touch we dream we create
the world where gentle children
grow

we join together
fearlessly

we finally
understand

the power of love

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the shadows part
and we

face to face

return the earth
to sanity

— The End —