Returning into a small world..
World of what I see..,
That is there for me..
Not at all a fancy,
I leave all fantasy,
It's not meant for me..
I set myself from all
my expectations from me,
absolutely free..
Not read much.
Many things not heard of,
Can never think about to touch..
Still much to be known..
If I cannot what difference will it make?
What for there is so much rush?
I have no needs or wants.
A small place to close my eyes,
And leave all thinking,
for I can take no more.
My cup is full to brim
It overflows..
I have more than required much..
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