My passion for you is like a zero on scale
When it started where it halts
No one can get the hang of it at all
Existing but seems out of this world
An ultimate mystery or perplexing absolute
The presence of everything the absence of all
No quantity no quality so perfect in form
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I would like to translate this poem
Well well, you are talking on the weight machine at gym or home. Its ok. Have a heart.10 for the edpression