I am bragless, yet I'm proud
I am tolerant, I'm not too loud
I know not how to boast my deeds
I hate to see how humanity bleeds
I am outcast in your vanity fair
I really cannot talk in the air
I cannot be what I am not
I am content with what I've got
I'm not complex and I'm hard to find
I'm that little simplicity, in a simple mind
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