Through the day's toils and aches,
Sweat always come running down my cheek,
But I wipe it before it becomes tears,
Though countless I'm pierced,
In my heart with poisoned arrows,
And the sun pours it's cancerous rays,
Upon my innocent brow,
I always manage to stand erect,
Look life in the face and fake a smile.
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