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Maybe I have been fighting alone
There were no shoulders to share the load
I have to bear the entire burden
No matter I want it or not

There is nothing that
I look forward to every single day
Except for the end of the day
Where the sunset

The long bus journey back
To the usual place
Spending the night
Before everything begins again

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