Dreaming open eye, without patience
I ask why, no narration
Asked again, what's the pain
Answered clouds, without rain
wondered! what clouds and rain
Answered eye and pain
Crossing triangular organ
In every amazing direction
Lost my part, new one gained
Its better, to be full of rain
Habit of rain new what
Place changed said my heart
What u said, is your will?
If then, clouds will go above hill.
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