My name is Kiran,
I define nothing.
not beauty,
not patriotism,
not love,
not friendship,
not youth.
In the form of singularity and awkwardness..
I take each thing as it is,
without prior rules about what it should be.
Monday, February 25, 2008
There is a tree in Paradise, and the Pilgrims call it the Tree of Life.
Take your time and you'll be fine, And say a prayer for people there, Who live on the floor. And if you see what's meant to be, Don't name the day or try to say, It happened before.
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