Drop for drop
moon bites. You were...

Will not find like you.
Why do you bring...

Between the hills
lies the secret of deep...

Moon was ready
for a swan dance...

Your breath
a prayer in water, when...

So normal, the poverty
makes you rich...

Dying with minutes
in dark, when the sun...

Unsung, the crazed,
follows an ailing Buddha...

The soft pain lashes
in a bizarre manner. You...

Like clones, your hands
embrace, winding up...

I was hurt,
I speak...

To break free from
existential spin, I will...