You are not to enter,
Not to leave.
Find nothing like
Inside or outside.
Nothing is there
Called good or bad.
Nowhere it is
Summer or winter.
You are to eat and drink,
Meaningless, though.
Without any labor or pain
You are to come and go.
No idea no split,
Nothing to be touched,
Nothing to be fired,
Nothing to take care.
But you are to taste the grapes,
You are to live dear men.
You are to love all,
You are to know the truth here.
But who you are?
Where are you
And for what
Let us chat.
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