We can not just cry because the bricks were stacked high ,nor can this pain defeat us, there shall not be another repeat us, we are stronger than that,
COME HERE , see what we have already achieved, standing so tall while kneeling on our knees, they mocked us, they lied as well, they the ones that only you and I can tell , while our best pushes harder than hell, and our backs hold our faith up while we continue on. .
COME HERE to this promise of pretty, to this end of lost and land of plenty,
COME HERE , WERE WE’LL STAND WITH NO MORE HELPING HANDS DO YOU COMPREHEND I really want to know? Is there ice out an of your mouth or complaints that finalize your very soul, or is your back not tired as it cradles your spine , as you refused to stay behind and you decided to
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