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Oct 2012
hate brings
that evil seed
planted in
the hearts of mankind
that grows exponentially
as a  cancerous soar
that festers like
rotten meat
that magots grow
an evil present
that patiently waits
by the quiet shore
consumed in
its own vanity
once more but
evil shall not cross
the River of God
Written by
Stu Harley
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