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 Himself in the end how the
not me not me no desire

but I can not afford the false
it is unbearable for thousands of years of feudal legacy of decades gone How can

unless it was a joke and a miracle right

money is everything looking at a picture of everything

helpless in the face I had known that they are money people have no rights to self-esteem
, angry, unfair
quietly occupy the helpless soul
tell us what the soul is the reality
good right and money can also be the evil dark about
been known to bury
days I know you know this is the time

that is put aside his own inferiority and helplessness
for the good of the soul
dispel the grim anger and injustice