My mind is full of rain
It goes beyond the edges of the drops
My hands are full of dust
They go beyond the hugs of the sky
My heart is full of pain
Like a grasshopper it blindly eats and hops
I see I cannot see
I see I’ve got to
It is within that I peacefully die
Each time when die I must
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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