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Mar 2010
There, a man
Who never love
Fills his life with loneliness
There, a man
Who thinks he’s big
Does his action
Lack of greatness
There, a man
Who feels he's just
Always put things
Far from fairness
There, a man
Who knows he’s clever
Lives his live with idleness
Be low my man
The sky is high
The land is wide
The ocean is deep
Nothing is what you are
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