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Nonsence


I used to think the world was unfair I still believe it is we all get what we don't deserve we all want what we don't need we all grieve when wanting peace some are happy some are sad most are left to be thrown with the trash we spend money on useless things then let it collect dust rather than give it away the world needs to change for one day we will all be treated with shame
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