"here i am
still longing for the same game
never feel sorry to be ashamed
though it makes me look so lame
far away from a picturesque of the dame
the one who win the game
the one to make me have no shame
the one who make his heart tame
whose heart always be my blame...
now, maybe i'm still the same
the dame whose heart has lost the flame..."
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