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As they walk in their pretty clothes
As they talk through their pretty noses,
down which they look at you. . . .

Could you tell them what you think,
and not make your heart sink
when they turn away from you. . . .

What would they say
if they woke up one day
and their hair was out of place

Would they stay at home,
would they go on,
what do you think they'd do?

Their first taste of division
would eventually lead them
to a sense of freedom

But you and I both know
that's not the way it'd go
and the world still spins round and round.



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