The Man with the Tofu Soul

O the man with the tofu soul
He wasn't quite there he wasn't quite whole
His own approval is what he sought
And with his charms many friends he bought
He looked within and found nothing real was wrought
Despair and conviction him overtook
And he opened the pages of a dusty old book
Then he fell to his knees and cried out to God
O please deliver me from my lonely fraud.

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