the morning has come
with no sun to avail
and the clouds are still sleepy
to unveil the new page of another day
agitated, in the sense of trepidation,
i have lots of apprehensions
i desired a fight
even without their recognition
i wish to calm down
be contented
and embrace happiness
before the day could end
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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