human suffering

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She told me that being strong meant to suffer.   And I couldn't possibly fathom her words, What mother, after all, tells her child to suffer?
Please don't stop me, my love, let me lie down and kiss the ground,   let me taste the taste of freedom on my tongue and remember my  
Amorphous filling Multicolored dynamo It can't tame the beast
Food, water and shelter That's it.. That's what I would focus on If I had the chance to change the world. I'm serious, all other issues aside   Food, water and shelter would be my key topics
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