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Selfish People


The Selfish People with blind mind Not even thought of the effort behind And create Stories of their own kind But things became clear and confide. The Selfish People wanted us to segregate We don't even changed by the second rate Although things were there to elaborate And with pluck we have to concentrate. The Selfish People and their raffle Our situations were already not shuffle The eventuality which was in baffle Now made the things muffled.
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