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The Lost Soul

sitting beside the tele in a winter night
fear for love thrust upon my sight
as human nature demolish its own form
in a most cruel inhumane norm
for i saw the American under attack
my heart sack as thousands collapse
the children adult and old ran
as hijacked plane upon plane crashed
an hour or so Bush addressed
as the lost soul never returned
for fear i sat upon my knees
prayer for those soul were beyond ease.
hope those days never come
as human nature become one
for unity is the tool
to make every american seek
for their sou

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