Happiness
No other Happiness I long for
today my soul learnt to listen to its heart.
Reality they ask me for
'What reality you talk about?'-the one where front lobe of brain has been hegemonized?
limbo I avoid-being schizophrenic I would choose
let everybody know-
I am very happy that I would take birth again and again without bereaving myself of immortality.
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