I have forgotten life,
Life has forgotten me also.
Life, what is it?
I can't say at present.
So many people are
There to define life.
So many people have given
So many definitions,
But I am no way
Connected with any of them.
I know life belongs to none,
Yet each one is anxious to live
Here and there, they all know,
Though, it is all meaningless.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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