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Dry brain is like a deaf-and-dumb baby
sitting alone near a burned skull.
How hard shall I shout in his ears
or shall I softly pamper?

Dark heart is like a glass vase,
having few white petals at bottom,
filled with black pond water.
What light shall I throw from outside
or shall I drown inside?

Thin body which I am wearing
is no better than the only plain shirt
which some girl has to wear and walk amid crowd.
What way shall I position my hands
Or shall I keep these eyes under feet?


Sim