It's been like this for a long time. Don't get me wrong. The moment I say you and I are the one of the same body, an ignoramus poetry reader may come up with an outrageous imagination. I don't know, but to me, you are a virgin stone that lay prostrate by the roadside. And as far as I am concerned, nobody can kick you around. I can't help it, but you are a beam of cool water am..
