If the eyes are the portal to your soul,
Then your mind is the motherboard of control,
Capable of more than you can comprehend,
Our limits boundless without an end,
It's only your inner most negative being,
That blinds us from what we're actually seeing,
Our sense of ingenuity,
Thwarted by ones insecurity,
Often the only way in which to win
Is to have lost something from deep within,
The shadows created along our path,
Should not herald our aftermath,
Long and tiresome as the road may be,
Determined by your destiny,
Dig deep inside to find your goal,
By focusing through the windows of your soul.
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I would like to translate this poem
This is determined by destiny with wonderful soul to achieve goal. Wise sharing done really.