For your accusations and vulgar hot words
What wrong have I done to make me your prey,
Wind of east, west and coast I cry, for your indignity race
I remember well the day, you took off my face
And you give them to a locker, for your shameless bounce
All kind of waste you pour them, to my clean house
You stab me behind my back and you take me out of my pace
I will take no revenge, for your crazy innocence doings


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