An ordinary man
Knows not how to eat,
Select not what to eat.
How to talk,
An ordinary man,
Knows not how to select words.
An ordinary man is a man of
Rough and tough here and there.
But the ordinary man
Is the root of my world.
The ordinary man has kept
Everything in him.
The ordinary man is the source
Of all, and he is at the center.
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