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today the day still long

the air ain't that fresh

there's a street full of blood in another place

and we watched it like another fiction film

nor one of us did things

we the one need to be dead

we are the sinner thing

we shame of them

another place no justice

even in my own place

the world no more a WORLD

just another hell for a good people


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