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Lea's Hope


Once upon a time, Lea was a girl Driving under poverty, crying in the dark Watching the twinkling stars, thinking of life - There's no ending of tears, no ending of fears The soul seems its flying away from heart All the time crying, trying to find a little peace But Instead, its just suffering What no one can ever believe Trying hard to understand But stayed there with blanked eyes The hard times, the hard times, the hard times Under poverty Will ever be an end of it? " Why the life is so complicated?" Lea's innocent soul asked to brain The answer is just a I don't know! But the soul's hard time seems never ending Once it recover from it, there's another starts It's just keep going but there's a hope on everything And that hope made Lea's soul alive.
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