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(             ) ^ • 000              000 (    ) < < <          > > > O      O • Comin down the hill I see you comin towards me We are the free men • Whatever it is That has been killed Within the human spirit We shall heal For we are of the master light The soul of the world And we shall see all promises Are fulfilled •• Into the darkness We feel The presence of the refugees And lost urchin children And the sacred ladies /// Let us cast aside our own filthy rags ! Our wasted wanton words Of indecency and shame And speak the true language of man Once again ! Let us fulfill our own destiny And restore the magic Which is ourselves
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Dec 20, 2014
Dec 20, 2014 at 3:43 AM UTC
wise men at the manger
(             ) ^ • 000              000 (    ) < < <          > > > O      O • Comin down the hill I see you comin towards me We are the free men • Whatever it is That has been killed Within the human spirit We shall heal For we are of the master light The soul of the world And we shall see all promises Are fulfilled •• Into the darkness We feel The presence of the refugees And lost urchin children And the sacred ladies /// Let us cast aside our own filthy rags ! Our wasted wanton words Of indecency and shame And speak the true language of man Once again ! Let us fulfill our own destiny And restore the magic Which is ourselves
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Dec 20, 2014
Dec 20, 2014 at 3:43 AM UTC
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