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while the world it felt had come tumbling down from the top brought we were down recalling our corporate achievements known, while some unknown a new turn of events took shape, had to our fate govern by strange combinations, to a new destiny we were flown our senses do question again, is this why we were down asking again, this corporate world, strangely do people govern my soul screams, these shackles I want to break, and fly the unknown where peace prevails, no grudge, no jealousy, no people frown where when a friend is hurt, with sincerity one would mourn this corporate world, you will find jokers, and many a clown every second a person, would want to have on his head some kind of a crown God, what have we done to your world, where man pits against man, his own where time is measured not by smiles, but how much work gets done with a frown God, help me, God, give me the sense and strength to fly the unknown where I can hold a child's hand, and tell, the world is much better than what you have known
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Aug 29, 2014
Aug 29, 2014 at 7:55 PM UTC
Corporate World
while the world it felt had come tumbling down from the top brought we were down recalling our corporate achievements known, while some unknown a new turn of events took shape, had to our fate govern by strange combinations, to a new destiny we were flown our senses do question again, is this why we were down asking again, this corporate world, strangely do people govern my soul screams, these shackles I want to break, and fly the unknown where peace prevails, no grudge, no jealousy, no people frown where when a friend is hurt, with sincerity one would mourn this corporate world, you will find jokers, and many a clown every second a person, would want to have on his head some kind of a crown God, what have we done to your world, where man pits against man, his own where time is measured not by smiles, but how much work gets done with a frown God, help me, God, give me the sense and strength to fly the unknown where I can hold a child's hand, and tell, the world is much better than what you have known
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Aug 29, 2014
Aug 29, 2014 at 7:55 PM UTC
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