Wish for the Possession
A seed is asleep in me
It want to get rise
Want to grow up.
Conceal every want to be free.
Wishing it burn sun comes
Flood wants to put it afloat
Storm wants to let if fly in the sky
Crossing all these
It wants to reach its destination.
The seed asleep unknowing of me
Crossing the room it reaches at balcony,
Then crossing the balcony reaches the road
Coming and going on road from here to there
Often at behind the procession
My seed asleep at what time has grown up
Now crossing the procession it wants to go ahead
So wants and obtains in this little
Asleep seed could not realize.
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