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Masroom Life
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At this juncture I wish for nothing
But a very singular life
With none around
None to whom I am bound
No one who can peal my flesh a pound.
I wish to be moist in the ocean
Or may be dripping under the falling rain
Where none can see my pain
And I just roam naked and sane.
How I desire to be hugged by nature
How I wish to be like other creatures
Independent not bound by ties
No relationships based on lies
How I wish for the decay
That ultimately can generate a masroom life
Born on the death but so pure and white!
