I Dwindle
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I dwindle and
Deteriorate,
Only for old age.
Still, I fear none.
I am still,
As brave as a lion.
Still, I have strength
To bring the ocean.
Follow me and see, men,
What I am doing here
With the blessing
Of my own mother, and
With the help of
Her language.
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