1+1=2 people striving for balance.
The pendulum swings
towards our talents
if nothing but the OTHER matters
both remove themselves
and endless chatter
mind goes still and hearts blaze fire
when the OTHER is served
with no personal desire
2-2= ONE, a unit
that is truth,
why impune it?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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