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mimind
#1 posted May 27, 2002 at 9:49am (EDT)  


Exploring man shall seed
Growth from Godless creatures
Your aching eyes
I can almost smell angels
But sterile to open up
Feel those ideas pure and true
Mind never deserts love, only reason
The gift of life is within
Thoughts whispering of dormant passion
Evolution is our rythm in the universe
Every soul you touch will let some inspired
boy through into his awakening


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