In this tiny life I have experienced it all:
The madness of being mad, the madness
Of my daydreams that seem so real
And unfurls a reality that is stark and grim.
I seek to gather my lean means
And create many ripples, may be
Rake up a storm of raging fame,
Love and money; Richest of richest,
Queen of my being, somebody's lover,
Somebody's mother, somebody's saviour
With a heart full of magic beans.
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