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I cry for my generation. Shackled in the chains they call freedom.
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Tethered to the peg they call reason.
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Moulded by materialism; lost in lust.
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Empty in the pursuit of fullness.
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Hollow in the search for wholeness.
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I cry for my generation.
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Promises so profound; destinies so divine.
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Sacrificed on the altar of convenience.
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Birth rights traded for a plate of food.
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Fading blessings for jaded souls.
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Temporal highs for moral lows.
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Dream draining and strength sapping.
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I cry for my generation.
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Lulled into a false sense of security by vain delusions of fantasy.
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Skirting the periphery of who they are meant to be.
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Looking for what is not even lost.
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Searching for what lies within.
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I pray for my generation.
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For nothing in this world can satisfy.
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Only Jesus holds the answer to this cry.
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Only Jesus has the answer for this cry.