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CJ Bond 2006 ©
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So confused in this world,
I am now in the corner curled.
I can’t stand no more pain,
Though it seems to be a chain.
We have too much hate,
But not enough debate.
All they do is fight,
Everything seems delight.
I slowly move out of corner,
I yet still feel as I’m a foreigner and alone.
