I am a monk
in the city.
No one believes
me when I say that.
In truth I am
a monk in the city.
Do you know how
difficult it is
to remain calm
in the noise
of a big city?
The humans created
it and they kill
themselves in
the disturbance
and turbulence.
Learn to be peaceful
in such terrible noise.
I repeat.
I am really a monk
in this terrible city.
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