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Let me brush away the tears. They have fallen for many a year. They do never ever
cease, At every tomorrow they do increase. I would love to wear a broad smile, And be happy for more than a while. But this world won't let it be. It is ecstatic when I am lonely. I am trying to do all my best. I won't be like all the rest. They continue causing deep pain, From that game I try
to refrain. I can't afford to worry less. This world is too much of a mess. That must be the sad reason why, I have no preference to live or to
die. Someday soon a big change will come, And life will be more wholesome. No war,no pain,no more tears, And this will last more than mere
years
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