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My words sleep in deep quite
With my dreams, still I fight
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Hunger
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Baby born with hunger
Even each creature
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On the way of dreams
The life flows as a stream
Desire to make freak fate
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All the peoples are fond of money
Poor and Amir all run behind honey
Language of humanity is exploit
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Remind it, Rewind it
How the life you are Hitch
How you can reach the pitch
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