My face you can see
This is my face
And here is my smile
You can see and call
My name and
I do not know my name
That is original
That is final.
You can see me
And I am visible
You can feel me
I am in ice and
I am in sun-shine
That I am available
And I am illegible
And in terrible.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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