I, an epitome of flawless beauty,
Yet craving for ordinary flaws.
I, a speckle of dazzling light,
Burning from love's fire,
Yet I failed to radiate
This light to the world
I, a reflection
Of my creator's love
That keeps mother earth
On her proper place,
But it's easy I swallow a goat
Than reflect this love in our world
I, a storehouse of all knowledge
Yet can't explain
The least particles of this earth.
Oh! I have now become
A shadow of myself.
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