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What about the believers with no belief?
The weak and the bereaved
The sick with no source of heal
Orphans and the poor, all looking up to him
Lovers with spite and no form of relief
Secrets tomorrow conceals, with no way to be redeemed
What about earth dying under our feet
People trying not to accept defeat
The ones with pains and thoughts trying not to be seen
The ones with solutions and no way to begin
Hustle and bustle, all ending with lien
We then wonder why life seems so hard to live
Ever wondered why the ones with eyes seize to see
Joy begins from within, as we believe
But pains and grieve never make it glee
They say the sky is the limit,
Why not pass the sky and continue the trip
You are never limited to your dreams,
Until you limit yourself.
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