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May 2014
Open your mind, to a world full of dreams. Open your mind to the seduction of devils and fiends. Where no moonshine reflects on the darkness from below, where the sun never comes from the darkness to ever say hello. Where no hope is conceived.. For we fear to give birth.. Here the people that walk upon the earth. Where no god is cast.. To afraid to be made. The purpose of a god makes us an emotional slave. No sorry seen.. No graves for fallen men. The word of a poet,that borders on song. Tells of men and women who's body's are gone. That gave us there life! So we shall live. in a land without hope, A land without dreams. Democracy it dies or did it ever exist? In a world so blinded and shrouded in mist. This world of our own.. Is that which I speak. This world of our own is black and it's bleak. Try and find your sun and hold on if you can. Because In this godless world salvation isn't the plan. Enjoy your life,That's all that you get.Have no fear.. Have no regret.
Mr Mojo Risin
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Mr Mojo Risin  Edinburgh
(Edinburgh)   
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