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Son of Man

I am the son of man DAMN! This cruel cruel and virulent race I am the son of man DAMN! Destroying this beautiful place I am the son of man DAMN! Waging war and killing the innocent I am the son of man DAMN! We need to change and go into recovery To be a race we can be proud of That lives in harmony and peace We need to transcend and to evolve So our spirits can finally be released From this self created suffering.

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 9/16/2018 3:21:00 PM

We can, we will, and we will be grateful when we get there, and they will receive us with love and peace and joy. The secret is to bring as much of it to earth while we are still here.

Fauxcroft Wade
Date: 9/16/2018 7:43:00 PM

Thank you for your wise words and for reading. Faux