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Sep 2010
Now and then I wonder what,
Each race has fought to keep forgot,

Karma waits but always wins,
A punishment for all our sins,

Truth is we could fight no more,
United we could end all war.

Provided we can all be true,
Of this you must believe in too,

Else all of this we surely ****,
These lives we live naught but a sham,

Redemption waiting at a glance,
Yet each of us must take this chance.
Nekatu Poetry Β© Arik Fletcher
Arik Fletcher
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