When I Was Young
When I was young,
I met Mr poverty
He promised me with nothing
And no any supports could commit
I grow humbly by the meet
And live in people mechanically
Except when moving in the lands
My I will be remodeled dramatically
The flowers made me energetic
And the birds made me glee
The sun feels warm and bright
And the breezes smell sweety
Day in and day out
I finally met my interests
To be a life scientist
And to decipher the bliss
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