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QUADAFI LEGACY
In hungers bloat and nagging pain
the tropic heat and burning rain;
in sight of all the world that cries;
where hope is dead or soon it dies
their fight is for an ounce of grain.
Death takes the innocents it finds
and leaves a blanking of the minds
they dare not love for love is dead
deep in their hearts they cry instead
but these are tears of other kinds
all empty tears, and shackled by
what faith there is, it's but to die,
before another bloody dawn
and forced to know that life goes on
'til no one's left, to even cry.
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VeeBdosa
Fort Knox, KY
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THE DEATH OF STEVE JOBS
