Though I know, the known can't be expressed,
But I express because I have not known!
In knowing, the knower and the known disappears,
But through my knowledge, only the I appears!
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It was all lies that I said,
It was all my imagination that got laid,
It was all my dreams that took shape,
In form of my empty words and phrase!
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You want me to feel guilty for being spontaneous in love,
You want me to feel ashamed of my instincts that gave me joy from the core!
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