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Oh Hell Thee, Praise You Highest Preacher On Earth

i signaled my men
come come you're weary eye
wipe that tears from your hands
the storm will came, all the devils will die
come come my oppress children for they make you rugs
i will make them ash
come come oh pitiful beauty of eden
innocent child broken by bandits
may we come what may
my punishments starting to rise
and so stand up and fight this innocence inside of you
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wonderful encouragements to the followers to stand up. GREAT poem
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Gajanan Mishra 06 February 2014
innocence inside of you, good writing, thanks.
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