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Why?
Ghiuta Stefan Why is there all this pain in the world, So much misery, so much war? Why cannot we teach the others, Like God taught us, to be like brothers? Why the suffering doesn’t stop? Why so many people die in Irak? Is that because the presidents don’t care And send their people in that “hell”? I am so angry and so sad Because nobody can’t do nothing, for this I’m getting mad! And sometimes I feel so scared, By the future of this world and by it’s end. Anyway, maybe after all this Someday will be like in my dreams, Everywhere peace… Until the others won’t stop to lie, I won’t stop asking myself why…
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