I wonder where Guru Gobind Singh was born.
I hear ram's words.
I see Guru Hargobind sahib.
I want a horse.
I am weird and crazy.
I pretend I am Ajit Singh.
I feel a dragon's fire.
I touch a dragon's wing.
I worry that I won't be a pro golfer.
I cry about Shasha being dead.
I am weird and crazy.
I understand that I am silly.
I say I am weird.
I dream I am a pro golfer
I try to play good golf
I hope I get good presents
I am weird and crazy.
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