Like a king who has misplaced his crown,
Within the palace walls I wander around.
I set out traveling to and fro,
In search of this and that.
I want no more to be where I am,
So I dream of a distant land.
How I wish awakening was so,
Therefore I sleep through the show.
Like a bird in search of the sky,
Or a fish drowning in a pond,
As a walking stick I use this magic wand...
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