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no wonder your soul has no price
because your mind only thinks of a bowl of rice
you will be the same as reptiles
can only looking for food as skill
no wonder you are like a bubble in the ocean
there is no grip in its existence
move only when there are waves
according to whatever the master said like a slave
no wonder your heart is empty
never give sympathy and empathy
greed permeated the entire vein
so you don't realize you're in pain
you don't want to be aware
get up and find the feeling of wanting to share
so that your soul and heart get intake
grow chastity and far from fake
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all will be amazed with sincerity
look at all that is purity
Without making up, without expecting anything in return
like the sun never stop to burn
A beautiful, thoughtful poetic text, as it characterizes your writings, @rokhani. I liked the last two verses.