Standing steadfastly in death's door, facing it square
on, no fear being felt, only an enthusiastic energy in
which to open mind and intellect to death's shadows.
Wanting to find the answer to living life longer than
it keeps us alive nowadays, knowing that we have come
closer, having detected the gene that takes our lives
from life to death.
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I would like to translate this poem
GREAT WRTING.IT LONG WE MET.HOW ARE YOU DOING, ROSE?