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Still Alive

Voices tell me you are the end, not just the beginning.
How long must You be with the wicked and perverse?
Come Away, to righteousness.
The society dancing like dancers do.
How long must you watch what you consider crude.
Come Away, to the holy.
The nations rage against You
and I get the brunt of hate.
Come Away, to the glory.



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