To steal a moment from time.
Like the moon steals the night.
Free from the worries of the here and now.
To only catch a glimpse of what it would be.
To steal a moment from time.
Being lost and not seeing the way.
Held by the chains of fear.
Crying with the tear of life.
Forgiven only by time.
Yet I wonder what it would be.
To steal a moment from time.
Will it remain a dream or could it be?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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