There is nothing in my tale,
I try and try and at last i fail.
There is nothing in my life.
Only some words out of line.
When i see, i feel cry.
I feel sorrows in every sigh.
When i think, what i could.
I find none but the solitude.
Twinkle twinkle little star.
Inside myself, lots of wonder.
Why and how, i don't know.
My life is now steady and slow.
Time and fate have thrown the question.
Am i to be an ordinary man?
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