No One Like Me (VC/CV syllable division)

I wonder if there is someone else like me?

In the entire world, no one looks just the same.

I won't know if I don't look. But no one walks like me.

These are my ears and this is my voice, distinct from anyone else.

I run all around. No one moves just like me.

Even when we share the same skills, we are not alike.

Perhaps if I look harder, I will see some one just like me?

I do not burrow. I do not make nests.

At the water hole where we all gather, I find no one just like me.

Then I think I see... No, it is still just me.

So it seems there really is just one me.

It is a good thing. I am very happy to be me.