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Politics : Should God be replaced? -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Giordano Bruno who wrote (24843)	11/10/2006 10:54:25 AM
From: Giordano Bruno	Respond to of 28931

Hymn To Her Let me inside you Into your room Ive heard its lined With the things you dont show Lay me beside you Down on the floor Ive been your lover From the womb to the tomb I dress as your daughter When the moon becomes round You be my mother When everythings gone And she will always carry on Something is lost But something is found They will keep on speaking her name Somethings change Some stay the same Keep beckoning to me From behind that closed door The maid and the mother And the crone thats grown old I hear your voice Coming out of that hole I listen to you And I want some more I listen to you And I want some more And she will always carry on Something is lost But something is found They will keep on speaking her name Some things change Some stay the same