How many heavens
You have seen
Dear poet,
Please tell me.
Tell me, what to do
With so much sun
And with so much moon.
Tell me dear poet,
Where are you at present,
In which air
And in which water.
I repent,
Though, nothing is there
To repent.
I have forgotten
All the past dear poet.
And at present
I am here
With my poems deceived
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