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You never had faith in me.
You only cared in words not works.
You counted my slow progress
As a snail trying to outrun a hare,
My...
Our fame, our fate, our faith
Are subjects of the greedy grave.
Our pride, our principle, our passion
Resist not the warm bosom of death.
Our fury, our...
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The world is drunk with civilisation.
But our deeds stink with corruption
Our superior intellect is but a disgrace.
Our progress triggers man made maze,
And now altruism...