softness is not a crime,
never a sin, not even a lack
for we are all soft inside
playing hard outside
to keep this ride.
why worry? be happy.
with you we all make a day
yesterday we failed too
and swallowed the pill of sorrow
we drank all pride
we jump aside.
be with us, failures in this world
we will increase a hundredfold.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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