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I am nothing like Hercules

 

Noone fights me to prove their strength

 

Unlike Midas I've no thief to fear

 

For I've no money to my name

 

My beauty will never start a war

 

I am no Helen of Troy

 

It's naught to me, for I've no need

 

Of a thousand men for toys

 

Let others aspire to greatness

 

Let others try to catch the wind

 

Me? I am happy, I am content

 

Being now, as I have always been

 

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