When I am alone, my heart is sinking
I feel disturbed and just keep thinking
Who am I, what is my aim,
Will I ever be true to my name
Sitting alone, lost in thoughts,
Sometimes I wander, far away
Searching, in vain, for answers
To those many questions I lay
Then I look into myself,
Suddenly all seems so clear
I find all queries answered,
I find my goal coming near
I come to believe, I'm a Man
That is my only claim,
To spread love and brotherhood,
That is my only aim.
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