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My son
Hear the cries of wisdom
For she mourns for us
We have left her
...

We were slaves
To those who named us
We worship them
For they were our lords
...

How great was that day
The day of my sister's wedding
We were all happy for her
...

The game of life begins in her
Where a million campaigned to conquer her
One survives the struggle
As the rest die in pain
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My Son

My son
Hear the cries of wisdom
For she mourns for us
We have left her
She want us to be together
Do not forsake her call

My son
Hear the values of life
For she teaches wealth
Without her, you have no name
You will always be a game
The world will only hunt for you

My son
Obey the warning of commandent
For she delight the just
And punish the unjust
With her you discipline
Which guides your line

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