It Rarely Matters To My Soul...... Comments

With my tears mixing into my sweat and to soil, how delicious food in those villas they have,
And my daughter denies to have those cookies, knowing his father will not be able to afford,
But in that respect I work hard to earn, those billionaires from us have lot to learn,
Oh it rarely matters to my soul, but my son asks after hectares of productions why so less we earn.
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