i must admit
i do not know a thing anymore
i have lost faith in the stars
no longer believing in
those cards
you tell me once i am wrong
and so i have had so many revisions
and like most people that you know
i tried to live my life like the way
we ought to: we work hard, we follow rules
we have dreams and pose hope in
all our kindest and honest
ambitions
look at you, without the stars
you have failed
and look at you once more,
with all the hard work
you too amount to nothing
you die in the same way that
stars die
you die just the same
like all hardworking men
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