The sky came
Touched me
And said, 'O
You are new,
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So many ways of birth!
With amnion from the womb
From eggs
Sprouting up from the earth
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Only with poetry I want to proceed ahead,
Ahead of time and let us remove all crime.
Here I give all purity of life
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Almost everything
Under you
I understood.
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Useful idiots
All around.
And they failed to
Understand me.
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With the things
Going on here
On my land
With my language
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No disappearance no appearance
all but reflections of dreams.
Dreams are nothing
but play of mind.
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In this stones,
In this cloud,
In this sea, and
In this sky waves
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