Three In One
how many selves
are there in me
well, there is me
that could sense
the others, be they
the mind or body
there is this being
that drives each cell
at its own will,
night and day
and another that
would cheer me
on when i do things
he considers right
and err.. that makes
three in one
and isnt that a familiar
entity
if only all three
could reveal each other
to each other
this me the most confused of all
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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