…sky's falling up The wind wraps itself with my lungs The sea that we saw was a desert of snowfall The children of frost marched into the deadly dawn In their great awe they found an old seesaw And as they got on, the…

…child, you like everykind of nice things, other people do it for you, you like to be with the children. You all love your salaries, after you run all the people, who have pain in the chest, or broken legs, you all have…

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