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rondiro de lukso
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2016-08-18
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I wonder what it's like to be at the top of the hill
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look down and see all the people below you
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toiling in denim and t-shirts for your benefit
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while you sit on haunches clothed in silk
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you drink bubbly champagne behind stained glass
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while we hope for maybe a drop of water
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I never asked, I never learned
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I never lived
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charity should be given willingly
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but where’s your minimum of "worthy enough"?
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maybe you don't deserve your money
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but people will live how they will
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I will not sink to climbing up to the hill
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so from it, I will steal what I can
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***
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CC BY-NC-SA 4.0 (c) Vane Vander
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