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| In the comfort of my chair I can look outside and stare At the city God has made With the help of human aid. Buildings sleek caress the sky And the cars the freeway ply. Yet a hillside in my view Has some homes of modest hue, Where the poor can barely thrive, Not so sure that they're alive. May God give them strength to be Coping with reality. | ||
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