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Here I come
Here I come to your weary soul
With a bowl
Of soup
I'm more of shelf cook
I could eat it alone
No, the change of your hungry look
To be the saviour of your own
Value precious time it took
Volunteering when the week turned to spoilt
don't give up, God forbid
So i know you'll make it indeed
When the rest turned their backs to you
I will stay despite blue