''Some times i see,
Happiness comes slowly.
I want to see first,
the happiness, the happiness.
but,
it is going, it has gone.
I am not happy,
the worries come fast.
For that time,
i close my eyes and
visualise my God.
and when the woories have gone,
i think it it my golden way.''
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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