in my hands an ugly boy
turn into a smart boy
dream in the city of dream - macao
it is a strange dream at the Venetian Macao where I stayed. I have always thought I can be a faith healer and is wondering whether this is a sign towards that. God's way of saying 'You can use your hands to heal people'. In fact, the boy looked so ugly, i was shocked but after i put my hands over the face, he turned into an adonis, this time a pleasant shock though.
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I would like to translate this poem
nice! keep writing! I like the words, turn into a smart boy. could you read and comment on my poems too, specially the new ones? thank you.