For the poor
I am here,
True, I confirm
The matter.
I am
Within
The sacred
Corridor.
But here
Within the room
I find
No one
To be called
The director.
Time linger
And I as a
Transformer
Told all
T keep
Patience
To feel
Light and lighter.
For the poor
I engaged myself
In all the discussions
Though the the output
Is not clear.
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