All I needed was to address
a runaway pain. Nothing
to do with liberty
or fraternity.
I would never understand
you, upending the―
truce. How it was possible to
survive without speaking a word?
Let the traffic grow between
give and take. You can deceive
yourself by forgetting to
perceive the rainbow dreams.
The supreme truth comes
as a stranger at your portal.
You may shut the door not
giving any stance. Did you know
he was Buddha?
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Comments1
'Let the traffic grow between
give and take. You can deceive
yourself by forgetting to
perceive the rainbow dreams.'
wow, brilliant lines
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