[Over the mountains, and cross the seas...
Over the deserts, and near the streams..
We are the people..
We are the world...
There is a child diying of hunger....
There is an orphant sitting lonley..
There is a child crying of pain, and there is no more grain.....
Some people live in sarrows, why others live enjoy..
Some people live in pain, why others live in happiness....
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