In the world full of hypocrites,
He ran his own race,
People tried to betray him,
But he kept moving on his own strength,
Not following the crowd into the dark,
He lightened his own way,
Recovering from the gruesome injury,
He put all his sorrows to slay,
In the part where no one was his own,
He stayed firm as a rock,
Now he is the one who knocks,
And is the sole creator of his own way.
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