richness kneel in my knee
sing me with praise and scarf my neck with shame,
all have come to honor my pain and only
you have touches my dream
all the while the shore have reach
the phantom of my grief, viewed my cloth with crystal
diamond glory
believing that the moment have risen from the pool
of the fool for i am where my heart lives
felt on the time I lost for never I found
success as failure than now that achieve; my deep
respect shouted for joy, wandering
if tomorrow will come again so be it, laughter blind me
again where the gloom of loom
flourish
dump every nerve than to shout that I am
always be the Winner of fool...
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