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Remember how we all used to sit together for the dinner? Tasted it equally whenever life offered something bitter Well, I don't remember this, as it all never happened, As the time passed, things got worse instead of getting better The pain of each member here is individual, No one knows how we can defeat the odds by sticking together Elders have their own standards, They don't let the young ones fly and cut their feathers Ego burns within the hearts, There is no respect and love; that matters So, tell me how can someone find peace and comfort, When the family gets scattered
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Oct 2, 2015
Oct 2, 2015 at 11:07 AM UTC
That's Not What 'Family' Means
Remember how we all used to sit together for the dinner? Tasted it equally whenever life offered something bitter Well, I don't remember this, as it all never happened, As the time passed, things got worse instead of getting better The pain of each member here is individual, No one knows how we can defeat the odds by sticking together Elders have their own standards, They don't let the young ones fly and cut their feathers Ego burns within the hearts, There is no respect and love; that matters So, tell me how can someone find peace and comfort, When the family gets scattered
Guledawoodi
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Oct 2, 2015
Oct 2, 2015 at 11:07 AM UTC
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