torsdag 26. mars 2015

Calm because I'm unknown. And myself because I'm calm, I want to fill my days with wanting nothing from them...


For those whom wealth touches,
Gold irritates the skin.
For those on whom fame blows,
Life fogs over.


On those for whom happiness
Is their sun, night will fall.
But those who hope for nothing
Are glad for whatever comes...


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