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I do not know what manipulation nor malice is at least Not in regards unto myself; I just flow with the tow inside... There is no hate nor judgment; no your side my side, this side That side in a world a place drawing lines so eager to shed blood Divide as hate is their cure if only the masses could understand grasp This vision our god ? Kiss, the swords edge and set it upon, delusions fire.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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