This running river
tears are mere
when they cannot
save a soul
tears are mere
when life cannot
come back to be
no matter how much drops
this running river
is nothing to men
men feel it not
tears are realy mere
tears are mere but
they do not move men
When you share them
men wipe them away
they are mere to men
Because men wish not for it
this tears must be mere
to share with someone...
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