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I wanted to write this while crying
But you might misunderstood my cry
My words maybe wanting
My way of thinking also wanting
My English maybe wanting
My pen slowly out of ink
But am sure of one thing
My message is not wanting
If I could be a sacrificial Lamb
I would gladly be
That our sins could be forgiven
That depression be no more
We value and love each other
No more violence no more Cold blood murder
No more theft we practice hard-working
What a peaceful the world would be
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