The cows rush to the river
with their dry mouth.
They are dying of thirst.
No matter which cow arrived first
or which one came last,
the water tasted wonderful in every mouth.
You see my friend?
the difference between you and I is
just the husk we wear
and underneath the husk
the content is the same.
If there is anybody or any thing
who could hinder your entry
into your own heart, it is you
and no one else.
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