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Wooden Heart's Politics

They who cry as victims for the yes side hurl insults truly heartless trying to remove the truth beginning and end without compassion in how people choose to feel inwardly it's a symbol of faith and love expired incorrectly un-natural ways to cherish every life equally removing it's extreme value underneath the word human existence has rights we all know those not blinded by purity over hate by the want to spill innocent blood opening slaughter houses to butcher none other than innocent babies at our doorstep where the majority of them will be condemned as healthy little boys and girls so sad is the reality of it

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Date: 5/19/2018 2:18:00 PM
Hi Liam!:))Wow! A very powerful, excellent poem you've written here my dearest friend Liam.All so beautifully penned.Very heartfelt!This world is all upside down as we know by now.It breaks my heart to see all terrible things happening all over.All signs of the last days according to the Bible, Liam.Prayers are very powerful, n' we need to pray now to God more than ever for everyone n' everything, Liam.Another very beautiful sparkling diamond from your very golden glowing pen. Just awesome!A true glowing gem!Your pen is truly mighty golden!A Fav!Take good care of yourself!To me you're always the best in everything Liam.So very beautiful,romantic,gentle and sweet.I really hope n' pray alot you're okay in everything.Please keep positive n' very strong.Always keeping you in my thoughts n' prayers,Liam.Keep your faith!Keep your love hopes n' follow your dreams always too:))Wishing you a very lovely weekend!In His light God bless you always!:))Love n' hugs!xoxox D.^O^
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Date: 5/19/2018 2:11:00 PM
a very emotive subject Liam - there is a lot in the press at the moment here with a new bill being passed through Tywnald. hugs Jan xx
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