Look who's back again, it's me.
From another time not thought of as frequently.
Back when there was right and wrong,
There was weak and there was strong.
I choose the former, then the ladder.
And took all the consequences that followed after.
But today I looked around,
At myself, and guess what I found?
I'm back again, wearing old shoes
Hello old friend, how do you do?
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