It was the sorrow, the fear, the anxieties
of almost three and a half decades
That you held in that strong hands
When you wrapped me in those arms
It was the agony, the loneliness and struggles
of almost three and a half decades
That you washed away
With your kisses on my tear streaked cheeks
Cant stop loving you
Cant stop thinking of you
My gem, my love!
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I would like to translate this poem