Sometime my mind is like a bright light; unable to shine on itself
Great mind with cold heart; like form with no color
Sometime among men with transcendent minds
there can be a lacking;the ability to think and feel deeply
It is an incompleteness
That is perhalf the sorrow that I carry with me
I want to know a great mind among men
with passionate heart
who recognizes me
1 comment:
Ah - That's better.
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