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Tis a life of profit and gain counted loss innocence slain love measured in gold Passion an entertainment sold Poverty humanity to hold labor of innocent child sold hunger pains in famine unfold to the needed food for profit sold nations war, borders to hold profited by guns sold Honor and pride humanitys pain love of innocent souls sold in vain Nature her teasures doth hold Destroyed by greed and sold beauty of flowers at day unfold Withered in poison its home sold beasts born free a zoo doth hold forest to factories sold nature by human deeds slain Sold to us suffering and pain tis
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Mar 30, 2014
Mar 30, 2014 at 7:08 AM UTC
sold
Tis a life of profit and gain counted loss innocence slain love measured in gold Passion an entertainment sold Poverty humanity to hold labor of innocent child sold hunger pains in famine unfold to the needed food for profit sold nations war, borders to hold profited by guns sold Honor and pride humanitys pain love of innocent souls sold in vain Nature her teasures doth hold Destroyed by greed and sold beauty of flowers at day unfold Withered in poison its home sold beasts born free a zoo doth hold forest to factories sold nature by human deeds slain Sold to us suffering and pain tis
Time to unchain the sold
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Mar 30, 2014
Mar 30, 2014 at 7:08 AM UTC
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