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A little girl sits all alone |
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Drawing circles in the sand |
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She looks outside |
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To see the sun shining brightly |
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And sometimes she wants to be free |
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The air she breathes is killing her |
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The driking water's toxic too |
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She's working hard to provide for herself |
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And sometimes she wants to be free |
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Yeah, sometimes she wants to be free |
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When I see her face |
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The face of someone struggling just to stay alive |
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I face a million questions I don't understand |
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We live in a world |
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A world with so few answers |
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Where is the justice that she seeks |
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Who will end this poverty |
