The people will survive
In their environment
The dirt, scarcity, and emptiness
Of our south

The injustices of our greed
The practices we merit
The dirt, scarcity and emptiness
Of our south

There on the beach
I could see it in her eyes
I only had a corona
Five cents deposit

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