You never cried, you never froze And yet how well your garden grows - You reap the fruits another sows: I guess that works out well for you. Suffering has served you well - It`s common but it somehow sells So sing your little songs of hell and sell. Hollow hopes and empty dreams And blind pursuit of worthless schemes - That`s all there is to life, it seems, unless you prove me wrong - please do!
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