TheLittleBlackBlog

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In this proud land we grew up strongWe were wanted all alongI was taught to fight, taught to winI never thought I could failNo fight left or so it seemsI am a man whose dreams have all desertedIve changed my face, Ive changed my nameBut no one wants you when you lose...(Peter Gabriel, Don't give up 1984)