And why should I cry?
See me I am not crying,
I am not dry.
Floating is not there
In my luck.
I have kept
My own cloak.
Remember,
I am the hero,
And not zero.
I am the poet,
Not a goat.
I am the greatest,
I am the poet, finest.
And dear men,
I am here
On this earth
For you,
Only for you.
For love
And for the truth.
Dear men,
Believe me,
I have no existence
Without you.
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