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I"M THE POOR PERSON THAT NO ONE SEEMS TO UNDERSTAND
WHO"S ASKING FOR A HELPING HAND
I"M THE DRUNK PERSON ON THE CORNER
WONDERING WILL I SEE ANOTHER DAY
OR WILL I FINALLY BECOME A GONNER
I"M THE SAME PERSON REACHING FOR THE HAND THAT REALLY CARE
BECAUSE I HAVE A DREAM THAT I WANT TO SHARE
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