It's Called Race For A Reason

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By Shine-On

A never ending race In which the people run Living Lives deteriorate Until their lives are lost The Flag waved green Feared long ago And still Within our souls Fear that causes Such great incline To attack Our brothers known They say Rest In Peace With peace not made? Rest at mind For fear will fade.

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January 16, 2009 16:02ray!

oooh, i really like it

January 20, 2009 22:47SMILING DARKNESS

The words and arrangement of this seems so professional and sophisticated.

I really like this one.

You are good