Claim Place
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Claim place
The world is space
For all races
To make a living room
For all flowers to blossom
You have to push world
And need not be told
That you are incapable
And be responsible to people
Wise stays
Fools go out and make way
So only intellectuals create position
Rest suffer with inferior complexion
World shall not shed a tear
If you were to suffer
And offer nothing
In resolute living
So make your presence
As one time chance
To claim place for living
And successfully surviving
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