62 is a man past his prime, riddled with arthritis and back pain
62 is past a fool at 40, stuck in his ways and blind to his flaws
62 is leaving your children without a legacy and a stained reputation
62 is the number of lives lost × a million, in the quest for glory
62 is all the years spent suffering and smiling
62 is my beloved nation, crumbling all around me, but it’s just another day in the FCT.
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