Broken Windows Theory

If crime was here before I was born
that like a disease please to be bless
a scar from a pilling just to be rest sound and want need to be bless,

If I am or you are more then god grace place and night and time and day what hold of purpose if i am in line to day,

I as am man may not know every thing but with such suggestion along the way a man much ask the same question as I.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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