See the turning point
At every moment.
But you can't say,
Saying anything
Wouldn't prove right.
No one can do anything
Nothing can be done
Item wise we have to
Watch and wait
For the next episode.
We are zero,
And still we are hungry,
Hungry of any kind
With no real right.
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