I see but
I can't write
What I see.
I write but
I can't say
What I write.
I say but
I can't make
Anyone understand
The truth.
I live in truth,
I live with love,
I live here,
Here is my heaven.
And heaven?
What is that?
Heaven is a place
Full of love.
And love,
It is all
Insights.
Let me follow
The time and
The sights.
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