Oh!
All the reasons,
All the victories,
What I say more…
Nothing, nothing,
A gaunt
And a ‘no-name’
What do you say more…
Those branches I shook
May be… they know:
The name of the ‘no-name’,
Leaves holding lives, still…
Those trunks I rubbed
May be… they feel:
The warmth of this gaunt,
Ridges hiding lodges, still…
Oh!
No more,
No more:
Reasons and victories
Hiding in a gaunt,
Seeking a ‘no-name’
May be I no need more.
What I say more…
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