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Water of life
Falling like rain
To quench our thirst
To take away our pains
Bankers taking stock
Puting a price on the rain
Give them more!
More will take us under
Until there is no more
To Take....
The shift needs to happen
In our hearts
So who do you owe your hearts too?
The grimness continues...
I need a clean space...
It's in me....
Lord I hear you!
The bankers take flight
On the wings of our destruction.
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