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Many words may make it sound contrived
But somehow we're alive

The survivors - Our heads bowed
The survivors - At memorials for other faces in the crowd

Teachers and artists
And Saturday girls
In suits or sequins
Or twinsets-and-pearls

If life is worth living,
It's got to be run
As a means of giving,
Not as a race to be won
Many roads will run through many lives
But somehow we'll arrive.

- "The Survivors", by Neil Tennant and Chris Lowe.

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