Without Inet - Poem by Liza Sud
I felt myself so good without Inet,
Without evil people who don’t see.
I led a simple life of a great poet
So quietly that no one knew of it.
It doesn’t matter anything if you are
A genius, a poet or not.
Cause al thel people will grow up to Buddhas,
Because we are created saint by God.
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