An Old man,

Sitting in the corner,

A wooden table,

A Plastic Chair,

On the table are kept candies, Of Shapes

The Heart, The Circle, The Square

Of Colors,

The Red, The Yellow and The Blue.

I want to go to the old man

And ask him

Old man, Are you happy?

Old man, Was your life as colorful as the candies you sell?

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From the Origin of time many rise and fall like winter weeds, My identity could not be revealed by anyone, My identity could only be revealed if you know me well. There isn't any great mystery about me. What I do is glamorous and has an awful lot of white-hot attention placed on it. But the actual work requires the same discipline and passion as any job you love doing, be it as a very good pipe fitter or a highly creative artist.