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Sep 20
I give in my soul
empathy sympathy grace
It is my life goal
come hell even high water
I shall not stain your carpet
neither steal a dime
hard Times have it's own reward
the battle is won
gifts to the rich and the ***
therefore your will I succumb
Khoisan
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Khoisan  M/South Africa
(M/South Africa)   
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