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But now I came back again
To feed the poor that lives on the street
Because they are starving
Also they are so dirty and smelly
But I don't care what other people say
Because the poor people needs to be feed
I can't let the poor starve
Because that isan't fair
Don't call me a saint
I am just doing what I think it is right
Because nobody else feeds the poor
Which is so ashamed
We live in a rich country
But there still poor people living on the street
And also starving
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