A turning point,
a boiling point.
You have realized,
You have cried.
You have gotten stronger,
Since that night.
You have gotten angry,
You have gotten drunk.
You were finally at the point,
where you didn't give a damn.
You have overcame it,
You have won the war.
Now you can spread your wings,
and with passion you can soar.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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