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I cried
I didn't try to hide
Everyone saw, pretended
Pity on me wasn't necessary

There where I cried
Anyone would cry
To bounce back like I did
I want to see who would

A man of morals
Doesn't stay on the ground
Nor does he want a woman
To come give him a hand

He acknowledges the fall
But doesn't get discouraged
Gets up, shakes off the dust
And bounces back!