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They kick me down to the floor,
And take out my lovely light.
Leaving me with nothing, but sorrow.
It burns slowly, then no more.
My lovely light is all gone,
And poor me, down on the floor.
Perhaps because they lack one,
Or they want us all be the same.
Taking out little light of mine.
How could they do that?
So envious and heartless are they.
Taking out my lovely light.
And take out my lovely light.
Leaving me with nothing, but sorrow.
It burns slowly, then no more.
My lovely light is all gone,
And poor me, down on the floor.
Perhaps because they lack one,
Or they want us all be the same.
Taking out little light of mine.
How could they do that?
So envious and heartless are they.
Taking out my lovely light.