play,
Play all play,
Rough that so tough,
Sleeping in my conscience,
Play all play,
I kept crying,
Play all play,
Beauty that is in the Holy Temple,
I still see and believe,
That good is over evil,
Though life Unfair,
Some are taking all that we had,
Could you picture,
That world is so Indifferent.
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