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Jun 2014
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Hope
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In this - the most violent storm

It is so very hard to see

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Paid assassins everyone

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In the middle of sweet purity

I see you -- your love



We grow strong

Facing the death that is -- here

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Do I love you ?

( what of that ? )

This --- is what you got to know

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Hope

Look into your neighbors' eyes

And then tell me what you see
Written by
jeffrey robin
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