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Farewell | ||
| Farewell 1992. You have nothing more to do. You brought us a hurricane And a rescue with a plane. Poverty continues rife. Many lands are still in strife. Nations put some bombs away, Sending soldiers home to play. Famine took its ugly toll, Leaving fam'lies far from whole. Still it could have been much worse. Let us praise, forget the curse. | ||
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