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LIVE on....


You cannot paint the world one color from the ideas of a God who made us to live with one another 

from the slums in which the bums rattle their cans 

only to hope for another chance at the life they have been given 

as they look high above to the sky praying to the ALMIGHTY

which is not in sight 

but seem to still have the spirit in which to fight

only to live another day

as the fight in the fray for sruvival...

as fellow men being our only rival.

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