I
need no kind of any love,
Let
alone praises or respects.
I
need no kind of any sway,
Let
alone power and influence.
I
need no kind of any thanks,
Lei
alone gratitude and remembrance.
My
ego has grown with appetite lost.
Am
I wood or in sainthood?
Who
knows I have no joy, nor sorrow
28.10.2004
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