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In green he hides like jungle.Only jealous for a while.Screaming names so loud.he wakes them all.Knowing he"d soon break down and cry.....Come on home boy I miss you.Come on home before we die.Have a nice day father God.He saves his children! Said in one,s soul.is the ability to love.Love is impossible to steal.and on our journey through this island we"'ll find out? Refined and all together seems the only remedy.