Oh how it deceives!
Jumping from one log to the next.
Heart racing as i run to it.
The fists the size of mountains.
Oh my god the pain! !
This race of life is drowning my tears.
There it goes into the forest.
I catch up to it.
Wake up, fix my pillow and go back to sleep.
Now thats clever!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem