on the hard
cement I sit
realizing
today
the
truth in
“all
life is suffering”
to
myself
over
and over
six
syllables
to
get me through today
om
mani padme hum
those
around
won’t
hear
my
voice
even
at the top
of
my lungs
on
the hard cement
I
dream of tomorrow
and
tear up
mental
pictures of
yesterday,
unnecessary
closing
my eyes
to
the world
around
me now
om mani padme hum
nothing concluded
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