And left useless on earth,
I spend my time in vain
And walk and walk and walk toward nothing
What mortal or immortal sin have I committed
To be here with discriminations,
I have the bitter regret for the moments passed,
Wish I could go back to a time,
When I was not 'I',
So long ago, before the time which
In my father's sweat I ate my bread,
And condemned to be, to grow and know
Of things that I shouldn't knew
I never wanted to be, never.
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