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Like rain that pours over our lives
And storms that shake our existence
We stand aside and far from our desires
Achieving things at such a distance
If all those who’ve dropped down
The ones they have used up
Could wake up and look around
They’d see the grief they have set up
Blinded by false ambitions
And making more demands
Where lies the definition
Of the most important
In all our disagreements
Whether minor or central
So many consequences
Kill all that is potential
Since all our differences and diversity
Are regarded with perversity
How can we hope to become true again
And erase all that’s insane from our brain
Blinded by false ambitions
Sightless remote horizons
Are keeping a high profile
Concealing hopeful outlines
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