I am not tired,
Listen to me,
Listen to my poetry
Day and nights.
I belong to words,
And sentences are there
To follow me.
And I am going and going.
I am not tired,
I understand my woe
And I swallow everything,
Ask not how!
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I am not tired, I understand my woe And I swallow everything, Ask not how! That's the spirit to survive here in this wonderful sphere