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Mar 2020
The human humiliates himself for a living
And whoever is slave at the servile is humiliated

O mute carefree those who to complain and please
You scream silently and no one is listening

Whoever feeds the servile will provide you fairly
Do not be disheartened by the little permanent

Maintain healthy and calm self
Better than money from a servile insulted
My last day with you
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