Dig out my eyes
I am unfit to see
The incidents
Of this world.
Cut out my ears
I do not like
To hear the duplicity
And the hues and cry.
I want not to
Go anywhere,
Cut out my legs.
I do not like
To hold anything
Cut out my hands.
This world is
Not for me, I know.
Take away, please,
I do not like to
Stay here any more.
Let me stop here,
I like, not to
Proceed further.
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