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Hsanan
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Through poetry I have told the stories of my soul, as the universe, I am, and always will be. My soul expands once more, for I am fed the sacred fruit of knowledge, and love by my brothers, and sisters. Grasp my articulation, and reveal to me your soul, it is then you will see our souls are one. To know you is to know my lost self. To love you is to love the whole of my self. I have seen the seasons of your sorrow, and the precessions of your joy. I am truly blessed.

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My Old, Tiresome Soul

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I am an old man

My experiences hold my lifetime.

Twenty years I’ve had to age,

yet centuries hold together the ground in which i walk.

I am exhausted.

Anger, sorrow, and disappointment know my name,

and i know theirs.

I have fought battle after battle.

Now war is all i know.

A scorn i will forever hold.

What emotions do i have left.

I have none,

for I am now of old age. 

I am bitter.

I am truly an unripe fruit.

My acquaintance for youthful life is long gone,

yet i am youth.

twenty years I’ve walked amongst you all.

I now seek peace, yes

peace is all i seek.

Peace and silence.

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