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Infants born with hearts for all the children use them to play ball Bigoted parents begin the fall as they teach their kids to ***** a wall The hate they teach then brings a squall the size of which is never small The storm then rages for mans great shortfall the result of which forms his worst pitfall We once had hearts as I recall that's right, together we once played ball But now it seems as we've grown tall the lessons of bigots have brought our downfall
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Aug 4, 2015
Aug 4, 2015 at 7:57 AM UTC
Hold on to the Heart You Were Born With
Infants born with hearts for all the children use them to play ball Bigoted parents begin the fall as they teach their kids to ***** a wall The hate they teach then brings a squall the size of which is never small The storm then rages for mans great shortfall the result of which forms his worst pitfall We once had hearts as I recall that's right, together we once played ball But now it seems as we've grown tall the lessons of bigots have brought our downfall
brian-mclaughlin
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Aug 4, 2015
Aug 4, 2015 at 7:57 AM UTC
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