Cry is not constraint of life
Devolve a huge storm
Thunder arrogantly to blow
Castles in air, bring ruin
Consummate exaggeration of will.
Cry is manifestation, exposes
Tranquility of heart and mind
Eventually truth of life
In the streamline of love
To create flexibility of life.
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