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Clown of wits
Days are numbered but mine are numb
They just float like lilies that have lost ways.
I don't have the right to sing a song
Neither do I have the right to cry for help,
I'm just use...maybe useless.
A clown of my own wits I am
Nothing more than what you call of me.
I'm just, just to be just
(Laugh) Clown you are.
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