On the wings like those of an eagle she craved to soar,
With the undeterred courage of a wild boar,
But you fell oh my darling child in a quest to find prosperity,
Now you are enveloped by the repulsive odour of poverty
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That year i remember it,
We, the people were hungry i know,
We would awake ever so early,
To dance to the rumbling tune of our stomachs,
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Never will I,
plunge into that pool,
filled with devilish screams of agony,
and of overflowing emotions as times forge on,
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The break of dawn beckons,
To the refined tune of my heart's desire, i rise,
Enticed by the melliflous chirping of a bird afar,
Today is the day, i shout silently:
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