I'm revolving into me;
on my orbital place
whirling pace brings me here
I find nothing without myself
O' it's a lamp
but no light is there
just need lit up it fair
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I'm revolving into me; on my orbital place whirling pace brings me here I find nothing without myself O' it's a lamp but no light is there just need lit up it fair