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In the town where I was born Lived a man who read the books And he told us of his life In the land of silk and tea when he was young he was a poor but he still went to read in the trip with wind and snow he carried books in his shoes And his mates Wore silk and swords and hat with gem Many more of them Enjoyed all day But he had never Done the same his limbs were stiff and he could not move could not move, could not move after years in the palace he answered the questions from son of heaven someone thought he said to show it made him could not move could not move