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Succumbed To Poverty

I may not have a bicycle to ride But I am still happy to have a leg I may have lost my respect But at least I earn money when I beg I may not have a good house to live in I may not have enough to eat But there is enough in the bins I may not be able to read But at least I have eyes to see I may not be able to write But I have not been made to bleed I may tire out quite often But at least I support my family I may have numerous sleepless nights But at least after falling I don’t have to kiss people's feet I may have not earned well But I have earned enough to breathe I may have not led that good a life But at least I have a minute before my leave

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