Wills way

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"Where  there's a will there's a way"
Tell that to the slaves back in the day
Working away
Until there bones rot away

Tell that to the coward who hides away
To afraid
To be brave

Tell that to the poor of today
No mony and little pay
They starve today

no one cares
But are only compared
To those that failed
And live in despair

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