Too ambitious to know the unknown,
Let you take care of yourself,
Counted breaths in your bag -
a bundle of twigs to lit a bonfire,
While thinking about reality and delusion,
Listening to the sweet mellow music,
Sit comfortably, burn yourself up,
Leaving no trace of your other,
Love is a bonfire that burns with fury,
Asking for some more rubbish to set ablaze
Mykoul
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