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Jealousy takes your friend
Strips you another pill
Veils another taste

I will hate one more
Its not in replace
They are all the same, it says

A poor man and its days
In his labor or beside harvest
Can he wait for the skies to clear

Golden fruits and diamond shoes
For your happiness or for respect
For someone’s eye or for your vest

No friend, I was right
Greed was it ever you’ve seen
In the lungs beneath your innocent lean

Desires and in where you sleep
Maybe I cannot tell you, you’ve sin
But its your heart that has bleached
That can make you like every one here

Please, there are markets that can sell
Like you
And one like me that has no value
I’ll be fine, none has to buy
But prices are kept for a man like you and a friend.


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