Some have played the same one game for so long,
Even in the playing of it alone...
They believe someone is trying to convince them,
Giving it up...
Is a strategy to see them appear as losers.
And they want to keep protecting themselves,
Behind a wall they do not perceive is made of glass.
And everything that it is that they do is crystal clear.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem