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Sun shines pale through window |
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Through the ghosts that dim this town |
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Arms that hold you burn off like fog in the heat of the sun |
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Do not mistake them for flesh and blood |
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This girl never laughs and she does not cry |
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For we all beam with hope for our children's bright futures |
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Inoculating them for fictitious disease |
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While we ignore dismal today's gray city slums |
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This girl wears red to stand out from the smog of her city |
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While sun shines pale through the window |
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She wants to be civilized |
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Laugh gray eyes cry |
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For she will spread a new disease |
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But don't expect to see it's victims in the news |
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For the news always has something bad to say |
