WE WAIT ON THE EDGE OF WHAT WE DO NOT KNOW WHAT IS
We wait on the edge of what we do not know what is-
And when that waiting ends,
We find ourselves where we do not know where we are-
And when we are where we do not know where we are,
We wonder
How we will possibly continue-
And why this life of ours is so difficult and so pained.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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