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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required If you could see the light that guides you; Blossoming forth into all that’s worth; Traveling through far off places that are around you; Crossing the roads to the gulled fort; (Surrounds you) You’re in deep depression as you confessing.. Of the Regression; Blinding the lights as it glows in the night; Funneling a path, which shows up also bright; And in the mind of the prophets lurks; The satisfaction of the , of Satan’s evil curse; (Surrounds you) You’re in deep depression as you confessing.. Of the Regression; Through danger and death beware take it slow; Or you my friend, my brother will have taken your last breath; This is the testament; It is so good to know; (Surrounds you is the regression, regression) And if and when you hear my cry, me cry; You’ll be soon to know that I’ have died; Poor buy lonely living in mans aggression; On course to the events of worlds past depressions; The world today is no better off than before; We harness the A-bombs and engage in wars; A holocaust which in regression takes its place; A regression cosmic unbalances rearranging outer space; Solar plexus, converting, destroying earth very face; The creation was never ever so beautiful as regressions slowly moves in place; All this my friends--- I find the coming of the beginning of the end; If you could see the light that guides you; Blossoming forth into all that’s worth; Traveling through far off places around you; Crossing the roads to the gulled fort; Help us all Lord. We’re in Regression… 9/22/1970 Written words by James Edward Lee 1970, 2019©
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