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			<title>The Temple Of God</title>
			<description>The temple of god is thy self o brother and sister,Infinite knowledge has been hidden behind your thoughts of external promgramming,Unconditional love has been buried under your ideology's of the celebrities you worship,A warrior's bravery has been in caged by your echoing fear of the unknown,..</description>
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			<title>Men Of Flesh</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;The minds of men are the slaves of tomorrow,Handcuffed by the lights of a box of deception,Lost imagination that&amp;rsquo;s the seed of your child&amp;rsquo;s sorrow,Still you lock him In a pit of what you think is an adult&amp;rsquo;s &amp;nbsp;perfection,Mixing lies with truth stimu..</description>
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			<title>A Star We Must Be</title>
			<description>A star we must be,shinning our light of hope upon men who worship despair,Who honor their bondage of shackles connected to the blackness,As we watch from our cage of defeat we cannot help but care, But is this fair??,We empty our hearts for the children who burn in the fires ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Miragesongs/1304421/</link>
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			<title>For Mother Earth</title>
			<description>Mother EarthFrom mother earth I fly,Bathing in the unknown blackness of the universe,Detached from the illusions my eyes force upon me,Engolfing myself in the nothingness of love,For mother earth i cry,As I see man with his tools digging at her skin,Poisning her conciousness with the s..</description>
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