I remember the days of stage
Swaying my hips trying to remember my lines
Telling about the old wise man
Who was kind enough to sow a seed of peace
Harmonizing with the tunes of leleng playing at the background
I smile as I reminisce those rare moments
Doing my nation and my Lord proud
Oh how I miss it
The storytelling days are gone
Now it's time to live my story
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