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I saw a figure today Standing Alone in a world of hate, crime, and Empty promises. I cried for this lone being, for he showed me how to live life in a more Peaceful way teaching others how to Love. this "someone" is always Alone. they speak of how he's a Burden how they should cut him down and let his Wise mind rot, in the landfills of today. will we let him Die? are we so cruel of a race as to let others Perish for our own benefit? won't you allow my willow tree to Thrive for awhile longer?
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Jun 24, 2010
Jun 24, 2010 at 9:26 AM UTC
A Cruel Race
I saw a figure today Standing Alone in a world of hate, crime, and Empty promises. I cried for this lone being, for he showed me how to live life in a more Peaceful way teaching others how to Love. this "someone" is always Alone. they speak of how he's a Burden how they should cut him down and let his Wise mind rot, in the landfills of today. will we let him Die? are we so cruel of a race as to let others Perish for our own benefit? won't you allow my willow tree to Thrive for awhile longer?
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Jun 24, 2010
Jun 24, 2010 at 9:26 AM UTC
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