i know a man who doesnt have many friends i know a place he lives where
trouble never ends i know its hard for himto read 'tween the lines and his
days are getting so much shorter he simply turns away instead of bearing
down his ship is crumbling his crew is one of clowns he doesnt care as
long as he can wear the crown i know this man all too well its my poor
friend mea portrayal of the great dichotomy (a reminder of a tragic
history)its my poor friend me and im running out of steam i know there are
people who are cynical and vane they point their finger 'cuz they can't
accept the blame they live their lives under a blanket of shame and their
progeny crawl from underneath it lately i've come to see the solution and
it begins with me but i'm so fallibly human i've picked the lot
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