That to me is held so dear.
And there it being, what it is.
I always ever wanted.
I always ever wanted.
I was always what you wanted.
Wanting as you wanted, wanting to.
As I return back from the body.
From you wanting, what I wanted,
we both wanted, then I came.
Again watching, to be born.
I have said that when I'm coming.
I have come again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem