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Apr 2017
Seven hundred thousand refugee

Sail across the distant sea

I want dem come for company

For in my own land, me refugee

No passport many years

No job twenty years

No home a lifetime

Come and join me refugee

In my own country.

Dis your country too

What done to you, by colony

Accept dis apology

Come settle, make me glad with glee

My new friend, no more a refugee.
Nyteshade
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Nyteshade  Hellsreach
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