Behind the door
of the silent mind,
There is a man
alone.
To family, to
friends and everyone
He chooses to
remain unknown.
Silent and numb
all day long,
He speaks to
only one.
The soul that
hides with him inside,
Is the chosen
one.
For you are busy
in money and fame,
And lost in
search of time.
But the fact is
that he is the one
That brings you
all the chime.
So kill your
work or kill a few,
But love the man
inside.
For he is the
one who should be loved,
And should be loved
with pride.
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