You said I did and you saw the pain
You walked in line and you sought due fame
But you asked for more
And you swapped the shore
Then with merit you asked again
Was there a tie in the plan
I saw your frank digression
You were not good to make honorable mention
But you were satisfyingly poor
I said Hi for sure.
So bend the light
And don't give up the fight.
The trust of time is a paradise in a rhyme.
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