woe you are
fear runs through your veins
o martyre of sheer sensitivity
hemlock was your destiny

o wretched soul
you lost your mirror
when you looked for yourself else where...
look now!
you lie so helplessly...
wrapped up in fear and agony,
hiding behind insensitivity,

forgetting
who you are... who you have to be

forgetting rest of the quest
..... of devine sensitivity
.................................................

fear not!

wake up!
n look in to
your blissful mirror, once again.

please...!wake up!
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