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One Four And More

Here I am to start what I came for

Telling my story from one to four


One goal I have lived my whole life for

Searching for luxury, richness and more


Two decades, twenty years of war

Keeping try knocking the door


Three months ago I was at the store

Bying some things I came for


Four people with weapons, they smell gore

Trying to take the moneybox, they want more


One bullet out with a big bore

Flying on aire, touched my core


Two heart surgeries, so sore

Being alone in room, I tore


Three things I know so for

Being alive, healthy and safe is all


Four times you think and more

We all have better than what we look for

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