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| VOL. IX, NO. 1 |
OCTOBER 13, 1967
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A Gift of Love |
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| By MICHELE STACKHOUSE Walk slowly, people Walk home. Walk To the end of your lives. Don't run. Walk out of your minds. Keep on walking; never Caring. Never loving. Forget what Life is about. Simply Walk your life of boredom; Never changing - always walking Never running. 'Till you reach your grave. 'Till you reach your goal. Die, people, who never change, Love, or care. Sink in the mess you've made of Your lives. Sink - and never Know your purpose was to Change, love, and care. Die and never know the Purpose of life is love, And the gift of love is life. |
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