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Righteous Anger

Streaming rocks
Mountains of my mind
                'tis like my heart
That only in time
               the borrowing love of my savior's Precious blood
Could soften these walls
           my heart so strongly binds 

My fore-fathers....What kind of men?
              How could they have been...
                            So soft
                            So gentle
                            So kind 

'Tis in my blood to love freely
             as they once did
For I am the likeness of this mankind 

The hardened sun...l shall shine through
My life shall be as one of old
              ....and beauty shall reign
                           my eternity. 

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