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do we hear the cries of the dead? the stench of violence society makes it hard for us the fighting of ones rights and equal opporunity dreams that conceal our nightmares hear the crys smell the depression heal the lies of ones heart taste the world of peace hopefully death will eventually decrease hear the outcome of wars battle scars and blood left on our land listen to the heartbeat of passion and love hear my angles sing from our father gates the gates of good souls that sing for life death is the begining of life smell the scent of fear violence and destruction of natural life , god fears touch the affect of god streaming tears his world , destroyed by deception of the devil see the clip of a gun hear the peircing sounds as it hits gods kids the blood that stands gods land listen to our hearts and passion hear god calls the calls of honesty just take a look at the world, listen and sense all the postive and negative outcomes listen to the world now as you listen. speak with your heart!

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