ever i am lost in the run of time,
never am able to dicover,
me by my own,
life that i lived and life by now,
smile and pretend to smile,
diifer a lot,
moved by the wind as,
though a leaf,
sinked in myself,
like water into soil,
not understand able,
though words are fine,
might understand the words,
but feelings are mine...
tenzin tsomo
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