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but preservation of self is a worldy desire. Dark want turns to need and culture's perspire, not blood. not love. but drops of deep greed, prideful nation's only joins satan's creed. stand up and rise rise take off the guise of men who talk but seldom are wise let a man come forth who lets his good heart guide, to him our hope stands and our arms outspread wide... This world.. Hooking young minds on ethical suicide engulfed in media outlets and dangerous lies a wasteland will always survive, and worldy desires will not cease to thrive.. hard to kill something that turns off the lights The world needs our people. & flames consume air and like the flames this world doesn't care they have lost minds of their own.. world controlling and trying to clone army's of malice one soul at a time create the coffer for one anti-divine in this age material prisoners artificially praise creating a maze for generations yet to be raised good works are replaced and to be saved by grace? World filled with eons of haze but with power, through haze one can sift with power one preaches and receives god's great gift with power comes change and change can evolve this world has created problems it will never solve.

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Date: 7/20/2009 10:49:00 AM
Great poem Skye, a warm welcome to the Soup>>The Highlander>>James
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