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Mar 2017
In our deepest fear we stand still crying for a solution
For a chance
For our loved ones
We pray form a love so deep so trustful that we can never become the freedom that we created the brother hood that we controlled.
We rise and fall with the time we have thy weak ones suffer thy heart.
We stray like lost souls neverΒ Β suffering but forgiving.
Written by
Genisis Corbett
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