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Here in my balcony

It’s all dark

And I sit in the light

Of the Buddha

The wall of dark

And the sound of silence

Plays in my soul

With the accompanying jazz

Of the mechanical world

A motor here, a guards whistle

A cats mew

And then is my time to rue

A time to think from the innermost soul

That I miss you

That I wish you were here

To all my loved ones who are out there

I wish you were here ....