Why is my darkness so dark?
And my light so careless?
The loves that I set free
From myself, far away
They keep calling me
A mad selfish whore.
Where are those silver butterflies
That fluttered delicately once
Deep inside my nothingness-
Setting me free with their flight?
Why are my thoughts so thoughtless
And my meaning so meaningless?
Free me from my freedom
For it enslaves me.
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