If I ever go missing
Search me out not
For I've gone digging
For the happiness I have not
Farther, i'm sailing
Be it cold or hot
You'll see me paddling
With all I got
Fighting, struggling
Worthing not more than a Clarias rot
Fighting and dying
Painfully, paddling and pushing is my lot.
I see my destination at last,
Not too far away,
Seats gloriously on the throne
The beautiful city of Ignorance.
Search me out not
For I've gone digging
For the happiness I have not
Farther, i'm sailing
Be it cold or hot
You'll see me paddling
With all I got
Fighting, struggling
Worthing not more than a Clarias rot
Fighting and dying
Painfully, paddling and pushing is my lot.
I see my destination at last,
Not too far away,
Seats gloriously on the throne
The beautiful city of Ignorance.
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