Yes, it is a burden
My life
My world.
I have my own tree
I have my own air
I have my own sky
I have my own earth.
yes, I am overlooking
My burden
My life
My world.
All are burdens
Without love
Without love.
Love me O my dear
As I love you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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