helped
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The birds are chirping the sky is blue, the wind is blowing but who are you?
The world will never know. Because you where never given the chance,
they never looked at you,
You always smile
You manage to push out a laugh
Your green eyes never hold hate in them
Your goal was to always make people smile
You made my world a better place
Me I fought all the people who tired to help
