As is when was
streets full of one per cent push
lush good less one hundred cash loss
will be as now.
Morning bring spring
Nighty do death
summer do well tears
winter shake them peers.
Listen thy fears are
only moments of grief
or laugh
cause lose or win
some seconds will cost
A loss of fear
redemption of hope
and endless soul life.
Free Tibet
and the whole Universe.
Buddha bless
this ever changing Cosmos.
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