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people are down
without a grasp, a lifes filled with trouble
in a face seen anger and fear
people are out
in lifes stampede their hopes and dreams we trample
ugliness and pain everywhere is near
people are up
with a priveledge. only to yourself be helpful
in a face an easy smile is clear
people are in
no room for any more, make sure your silk dont unravel
success’ sweet sounds, whisper lullabys in you ear