Who would be me
If the point was
That it could change
When it can only remain the same
What are the thoughts
I carefully nourish inside
That make me what I am
When I think what could have been
Where are the happy times
That I remember now
In my quiet moments
When I didn't have to think about anything
© Paul Warren Poetry
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I would like to translate this poem
Well written, keep writing!