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A cry arose from the crowd Then came another A sister, a brother Shouting above to be heard, be proud What is truth? What is justice? Turns are taken Voices shaken You, they, are equally us!
She sighed in despair after an anxious await For a phone call from her latest mistake. Rejected again for a night with the guys She sits home alone and puts up with his lies.
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