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the journey
Moving south on a windy day,Dangers mouth swirling astray,My will is strong I will not go down,Got to brighten my thoughts till I reach my town,May be Iam flying to ...
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hate you fate
Days go by,with just sigh,Dono why,But life's a lie, people who lead,do it frm seed,those who need,need it till greed,fate that steads,does mysterous deeds.
