Begin the dazzling quest with many stars,
Concentrated skies of little lights all this way;
Begin this night with illumination at best,
Never does the land submerge itself in the rain.
An ocean reserves the water of eternal prophetic time,
This day we perfect the answers to the questions;
May we sensibly state our loves and likes,
Kicking me in the back with laughter.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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