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Jan 2017
We shall walk along the paths
Of a much higher plane,
Far above and beyond
The mother *******
that caused us so much  pain,
They shall fall
Wene we have risen,
Leave them all
In their self made prison,
Wene they are bound
by their own chains,
We shall have freedom
Running through our hearts and veins,
High is the cost
For inflicting so much fear,
So ******* all and pay the price
For the price it will be dear,
Written by
David Lloyd  S.Wales uk
(S.Wales uk)   
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