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They thought to be the winners
Although they thought us about the story of sinners.
They were using each time, each day much power
We were kind and beautiful, we were like flowers.
They were few, hidden somewhere on top
We were many, here, there, on each bus stop.
They became loud and made us act
We were overcoming fear, and freedom was already a fact.
In the end there are no winners, no losers
All get to the point they choose before their cruises.
They are losers by not finding that out
We are winners since in love we have no doubt.
She had too much power to handle it alone
But she knew the next steps because she a lot has grown.