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Some have everything,
Some have nothing at all.
But under the same sky,
Thereβs the same sun for all,
Orbiting on the same path.
Some get out of bed in comfort and tranquility.
Others get out of bed in pain and poverty.
Different struggles, different roads.
Different stories that the world has told.
Some voices shout out loud,
Others simply whisper,
But only a handful will listen.
But hope lives on in those who dare and question our futures.
The world carries our sins and crimes,
But redemption starts with just one sign.
Just one voice raised and one action tried,
Under the same sky, under the same sun.
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