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Down from the country, oh he had such plans
About making some money, about living
Being a man
Packed his belongings in a battered old case
Yes that

to get stoned 

There is no substance 
Only substances
And no true friends
Only aquantances 

And the days go by
So long that they fade away
The only time

want it,
too?// Your life was short/ but you had your time to
live/ and I lived with you/ Then my heart was broken/
death pulled you away from me/ and I

your collarbone 
I can't get to sleep 
Let alone all alone 

Pace out the path from the last step to the greenhouse
Where we kept a bed of Nerium

o
I just dey count my blessings
Name them one by one o
cnd if you look around
You see what God has done o

( Godfrey Gad)

Poverty go away
When you