I am nothing like Hercules
No one 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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