My world is not in here,
My world is within you.
In your tiny moving palm,
In your revolving glowing eye.
My world is not in here,
My world is a thief from crowd.
No one to chase in hindsight,
No one to see in foresight.
My world is not in here,
My world is beyond mortal life.
A visibility as dim as the fog,
Yet to me,as bright as daylight.
My world is not in here,
My world is within your recess.
I hate to open it for anyone,
I refuse to divulge it to kin.
My world is not in here,
It is my second shadow of joy.
Too many lives I have lived,
Yet not a single death I have died.

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