1
I amuse light,
And it is
Within me.
Within me
Poetry is there
Full of nectar.
And with
Hermit-eyes
I watchfully
Observe
The day and
The night.
I hereby pay
Respect to
Everybody.
2
It is there,
My poetry,
Somewhere
Inside you.
And I write
With words,
All yours.
Cautiously
I write
In this life.
I write
For you
With love
All truth.
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