Yesterday I run into a guy. He tried to say something, but was scared to tell. I asked him out of concern and curiosity, and he eventually told me a secret. Then, I just couldn't understand, and thought him crazy and out of control. After returning my dorm, I felt so uneasy and went insane. With a sudden overwhelming esteem, I decided to record what he said, a story or metaphor maybe, and believed so deeply he must be a cynical and virtuous hermit.
A Hermit's Talk
It's an elaborate plan, or maybe a plot, I know.
They frowned at this, but welcome with ease, and go.
With such a penetrating insight, I could see, and even forecast;
tried not to suspect any, and believed fully, when my all in a mess.
I had trusted, trusted, trusted the person was,
only to learn, learn, learn that it is.
Finally, here comes the dawn, the whole story was shown.
It's cruel, but a truth,
an unbelievable and probably an ignoble one.
So go forget it.
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