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Nov 2015
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I am the tired son
of the one purity

We struggle to survive

The infamous blasphemy

Of the ages found here



****** is such a daily poetic happening

In every heart

Done so skillfully

Even by children

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Scarred and crippled of form

Mindless in obedience or disobedience

Knowing not the law

of the creation

From which they came

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lying & looting

( HOW DID THEY BECOME OUR RULERS ? )

why do we remain as slaves ?




( cause we're ***** whipped !!!!

Or a .... ***** ! )

//

We are simply

Each other's           Chains !

( loveless beings )

//

we are born of the one purity

//

Come

//

Let us regain

Or true dignity

//

Let us be real again



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Written by
jeffrey robin
201
   Earl Jane
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