When stars lit
And all's quiet, I can see u
Far, far away from these tiny eyes
I just wonder and ponder
What thou art
A starry night or God's grace!
But when I'd just try and know,
The mystery creeps upon thy apparition.
Why do thou do so.
Eventually I shalt be in thou a star amongst a trillons.
Oh My Space!
A starry night or God's grace! But when I'd just try and know, The mystery creeps upon thy apparition. Great imagination. indeed! ! ! ! you are gifted with the spiritual faculty of imagination. thank you for this great poem. tony
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I would like to translate this poem
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