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I They say if you are born poor Its not your fault But if you die poor Its your fault     II Well my darling child I have tried all I can Made long journeys to the west Mistreated and thrown away Left stranded at boarders Seen the struggling of emigrants Searching for better lives III If Briexit was because of us Then our future remain a bleak But be strong my child Cry not my cute baby Once I noticed that A rainbow only forms After a storm One day our journeys will make sense.
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Jul 13, 2016
Jul 13, 2016 at 8:54 AM UTC
To The Emigrant Child
I They say if you are born poor Its not your fault But if you die poor Its your fault     II Well my darling child I have tried all I can Made long journeys to the west Mistreated and thrown away Left stranded at boarders Seen the struggling of emigrants Searching for better lives III If Briexit was because of us Then our future remain a bleak But be strong my child Cry not my cute baby Once I noticed that A rainbow only forms After a storm One day our journeys will make sense.
Let's treat one another with gentleness and respect then the world will be a better place for mankind
nexus-sammy
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Jul 13, 2016
Jul 13, 2016 at 8:54 AM UTC
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