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I sit there alone in my cold dark room
Thinking of what tomorrow will bring
I know I can't predict the future
But I know of at least one thing:
Someone will starve
Someone will cry
Someone will hurt
And someone will die
I wish I could help them, I wish I could try, to somehow ease their pain
Someone will fail
Someone will lose
Someone will fall
And someone will chose
I wish I could help them, I wish I could chose, someway to ease their pain
So no one really can predict, what tomorrow may bring
Someone will always suffer from many many things
If I had one wish, I would break this horrible chain
I would finally relieve these people, and somehow ease their pain
I know that that was kind of short. I'll make sure to write more poems soon.