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Hear My Cry
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I was born alone In this miserable world No one could hear my cry So I and waited every night For a sign from the sky But all I see each night was the stars twinkling bright So I wonder if I have a purpose To be in this miserable world I ask this often But no one can tell me a word So I sit and cry some more For a message to be restored But I end up empty handed just as before Oh please someone tell me will I be like this forevermore
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