Product of quiescent Adamic seed harbouring deep in the heart
Greater exhibition profound mostly behind the walls
Friends the common route of transmission
Environment influence your breeding
Slowly you creep silently into the mind
Causing change so fast as hurricane
Changing the mind for worse
Creating surprise beyond mind's eye
Ah! That you may not come near me
My heart has no space for you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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