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Oct 2014
Children become Grown Sins.
We still choose not to learn,
from the fault of the romans. That’s why we all
Roaming. Only Lost because we don’t know
where we going. Only Alone when,
we under stones stiff. In your heart,
If you are homeless, why does it
matter where your home sits.
Peace and Power.
Copyrighted 2014.
Written by
Seven Socrates
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