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  1.  Higher Ground, Bigger Dreams
  2.  Joy Above
  3.  It's Not A Man's World
  4.  He's My Peace
  6.  As Do Look In Mirror...
  7.  The Writer
  8.  Peace
  9.  Your Love Remains
  10.  Two Wrongs Don't Make A Right
  11.  Note to Self, Number One
  12.  Michelle
  13.  Crossroads
  14.  Write On
  15.  There's Power In You
  16.  Freedom
  17.  No Matter The Season
  18.  Memories
  19.  a season of singing...
  20.  your boneyard...

by Deborah Richards

Sunday, December 14, 2003

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we do we believe in each other without wanting and getting something back for ourselves,

what is it we speak, that has no remorse, word's that roll of the tongue, like a snake's venom, it's word's cut through the skin like a sharp bladed knife, a heart that crush's, with every notion of cruelty,

the mind is a blanket, that can not be shielded by such hatred, it take's in ugleness, feeding on pain,

a device like no other, is the eye's that see's it destruction, liking, wanting, pushing it's grief on to all that it pass,

what is it that remorse can not be difined as heart wrenching, a hand that claim's for once not of it's self,

what contemplate's the mind, to take in, evil, and not good, when is it really love we recieve, do we honestly know or treasure, respect, faith, joy, open arms, and when does it count, to recognize a true gift, what unhuman creature's we are, for we do not know a blessing,

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