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By Jack Joseph Smith

Ancient The horror of her dying The mirror of her. being alive Nothing we know settles the soul Worse when the soul is gone: There with having nothing. then we talk about power No man's hands tell me how to conduct business They think they are modern with their war; who has ever mentioned tyrents caring for their own,, and of course you remember when Omar Kiham said, each face and place is the same

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