Curling inside like a shrimp when heated
Pulling the head inside like an tortoise
Closing the eyes to the tears around
I have my own life to treasure
Being to my nutshell which is cracked
Misfortunes bedridden as it follows
Nobody there where I'm bound
I have my sorrows to measure
Like the juicy leaves when baked
Carrying a smile which borrows
All the world wide and round
I have my world to beware
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