.I never managed to whipe my memory clean,
Of all the pain I've seen,
From the wrecking ball that speeds
To wreckage at the scene,
But if you take my hand
And we say a little prayer,
We can beet our demons dead.
Another child goes hungry
'Cause there's no.
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