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They steal all the breath from me I take all the rest from me They leave you with some crumbs I save all my bread money They call an emergency Create a sense of urgency Stealing food since my youth There is not a cure for me I’m contagious and infected I feel lost without connection I want to eat the fruit But the branches are out of reaching I can’t trust the people They hands raised to the steeple What happened to humanity Your ignorance is lethal I’m bent but not broken Wanted smoke now I’m choking The same they tell you to snuff Is the same that they smoking

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