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It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing. It doesn’t interest me how old you are It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon… I want to know if you can sit with pain I want to know if you can be with joy It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me If you can bear the accusation of betrayal I want to know if you can see Beauty I want to know if you can live with failure It doesn’t interest me It doesn’t interest me who you know It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom I want to know if you can be alone |
Shally Khedkar says
I have loved this poem always….thanks for reconnecting me with this one again.