I tore the page, I feel it as worthless,
Oh! no, I could has fill it with my soul,
I uttered to myself,
Never will it happen again,
My Body is dead, my words are gone,
the tearing pages is quite in grave,
O! Yes, let it sleep well,
As Newly baby will arrive,
The pages again will filled with new
Words and soul with total aliveness! !
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