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This world is rich, but it is not mine |
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Where I live, hungry children are crying |
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I am not angry, at my own condition |
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I just want people to know my position |
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This world is rich, but it is not mine |
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My people are starving, that must be a crime |
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When some have so much, and some have so little |
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There must be a place, we can meet in the middle |
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This world is rich, but it is not mine |
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This world is rich, but it is not mine |
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Our water is poisoned, poverty's intense |
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We cry inequality, they just build a fence |
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We don't even own, the ditch where we're dying |
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This world is rich, but it is not mine |
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This world is rich, but it is not right |
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We're asking for help, before we run out of time |
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We can't live on talk, we just need a hand |
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We'll walk from the slums, to the promised land |
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This world is rich, but it is not mine |
