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Apr 2016
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We have

the constant sense that we are merely

Lingering


Here

On the edge of life



On the ragged boundary

That seperates us

Completely  

from each other

•           •

It is the

HOUR

Of the INFINITE UPRISING

of all that we simply know as good

••

Uprising !!!!

::

Against our oh so loyal

COMPLACENCY



Come to really LIVE again !

)(

Come

My love

We are

In midst our


Human family



All fear shall fade

For the old world is gone


And a new one come



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Written by
Jeffrey Robin  Yuba city. Cal
(Yuba city. Cal)   
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