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Sicken

Sicken We take all for granted We think we have to have it all We can’t live with out this, We can’t bear with out that. There are less unfortunate. They may want the last bit of rice, What about that stake you dropped last night? Little things we just forget about Clothing and the style is all about this time Showers and luxury we expect right now Shoes and socks we get anytime I am sicken buy my behavior I just forgot about them all As they suffer I just don’t care So I set a prayer out to all Hoping someone who will care I am sicken by us all Marissa Stoops

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Date: 11/4/2009 8:24:00 AM
I understand your sentiment Marissa. We could all learn, by waking up and smelling the coffee. Untill humanity develops the higher morality of the Father's logic we will have the physically poor with always, Jesus said. Meanwhile we need to make the changes that are possible for us to make. Sincerely,Moses
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