I'm easy to define.
I saw as if damned to see.
I loved things without any sentimentality.
I never had a desire I couldn't satisfy,
because I was never blind.
Even hearing was never more for me than an
accompaniment to seeing.
I understood that things are real and all of them
different from each other.
I understood this with my eyes,
never with my mind.
To understand this with my mind would be to
find them all alike.
One day,
like a child,
I suddenly got tired.
I close my eyes and fall asleep.
Beside all that,
I was still wondering of the Nature...
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