I am not a spring,
To jump up and down,
I am the life saving stents,
Fixed at the coronal arteries,
I am not a heater, colorfully flaming
To stay at a place, with the hand cuffs,
I am the mitochondrial power house,
Heating done in non invasive dungeons,
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I would like to translate this poem
very beautiful.. I like it..