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Heed The Call

Evil walks,
throughout the land.
Brooding destruction,
will try its stand.
Misery's conception,
anarchy of will,
stalks man's worst fears,
a disturbing chill.
Hold what is good,
and love in your soul,
for even evil.....
can't stop loves goal.


Peter St. James (aka: The Demon)
December 16, 2002
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