No Better...
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Kesav Venkat Easwaran
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He walks along close to me all the time
At times goes ahead, falls behind sometimes,
Talking all the while laughing aloud often
Bitter accusing words many times
What others around watching us would think?
Pretend I want not to listen, ignore
That provokes him to talk harshly more
Prompts him to go louder each time
Hindrance his voice to my onward slumber
The one silent in the light is a friend better!
This booing shadow of my mind's inner,
This conscience I bear is no better
16 02 2009
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