As I am poorer and poorer,

my ears can hear the more things.

my eyes can perceive the more things.

my mouth can speak the more things.

 

As I am poorer and poorer,

my eyes can see the more extensive place.

my ears can hear the lower sound.

my mouth can find the more modest thing, though sometimes makes the furious sound

 

When I am poor,

Things to be heard

Things to be seen

And things to be talked

are

too much

precious.

 

Because all things

are my richness.

My poorness is in my mind.

The poorness to give me richness!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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