Yes, he is,
I believe....
Definitely he is,
Only he is the real king
Of my pleasant and sublime realm,
I have minutely seen them,
I have deeply thought about them too
Day after day
In many ways,
But all of them are meaningless and insignificant,
Only the lean vagrant
Of my great imagination is true and significant
With his brave and dauntless inner self,
I write him
With great love and affection.
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