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Stop the trend of persecution and hatred.
Submitted:Nov 22, 2012 Reads: 8 Comments: 2 Likes: 1
Falling snow
Arming my bow
I stepped low
From here and now
Asking questions of how?
How I can be a friend?
To the one who is a foe?
Can I lend a helping hand
and stop this trend,
Of persecution throughout
this cursed land?
How can I rise above it all?
Will I do it before the fall?
The fall of the snow,
And the strike of the arrow from my bow?
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