Madness is a country
Just around the corner
Whose shores are never lit
But if you go there
Ferried by despair
The sentries would ask you to strip
At first the clothes,then the flesh
And later of course your bones
Their only rule is freedom
Why, they even eat bits of your soul
When in hunger,
But when you reach that shore
That unlit shore
Do not return, please do not return...
- Kamala Das
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