Try to habitue to be lonely
Where we can get the ways to think
Our mind can be let its own ways
It can fly and trace the world scenery
There we can't stipulate a specific way
Or maintain a direction board for its journey
Feeling lonely is to be get ridden
The mind is happy in its freedom of thoughts
The judgement it makes about life is worth
The ocean of life with a life boat it passes
The good mind be it our friend in lonely feeling
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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