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Jun 2013
let the free wind comb your dark hair with  the  inquiring eye  watch the  Nile flow slowly in the mind take my reaching hand and walk through the green swaying grass let the warmth of beating sun warm city skin stare into the mirror of standing truth and know beauty as Nations come forth from your ***** do not flee the hurricane of unchecked hate for we will face it together under skies of unmoving blue
Written by
victor tripp  Philadelphia pa19144
(Philadelphia pa19144)   
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