B.m.s.

When good people counsel

B.m.s.
Do not reveal too much

Keep up all the forms
They're the signs of respect

Do not show yourself
When you're clown or wounded

Or you'll be beaten to death
Try to hide your thoughts in the evenings flight
You'll be alone

With nobody too see
Alone in the night

Release all your breath
When there's none there to hear

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