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Weep
Weep, oh man of grief,
And wipe the tears,
Over soldiers come then leave; then what we see are dying people,
War and killing.
Weep over numbered armies collapsed on the shore, by a great wall,
A long, long, long time ago,
While others have bowed,
To a lying world of empty promises and great treasures,
A world that gives you a lot, but takes and never waits,
What a greedy loser who never learns,
Weep, weep oh man of grief,
Weep,
Weep, weep oh man of grief.

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