Easter sits around the corner, her face sad
Unaware of when exactly was Christmas
Which was the season of the meal she last had
she lived on the Anti-Hunger cream
Easter's carrying a baby, a lifeless baby
Her memories are hazy but she's got them
She remembers love; she made love
And tried to keep love but hunger killed it
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