Traits of men,
I mean common men
Are lust, egotism,
Greed for wealth,
Hankering after
Name and fame.
Who is not common,
One is not common
When his love is
Detached and when
He has no expectation
Of any return.
And when he is in love
I think, he is in truth.
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And when he is in love I think, he is in truth. This sentence brought a smile on my face, A man feels incomplete without his bloated ego and pride, he loves rejoicing in it and love the sense of dominance.