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I look at proud black bellies

Quesoning confused
as they afre in thier beuty
still I watch them choose,
hard life,
lone life
for the gift they have been giving
life is salvation for the living
only the damned can never know the smile of a true future bright
t o take choice away is
a dark day for a cold night
back monkeys climb off and into loving arms

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