Enjoying life being alone-
A great scope to know
Something related to self.
The solitary figure - self,
Moving ups and down with
So many hills oceans rivers
And forests and creatures.
Precious time is ahead
Known to all on the stage.
Telling to be or not to be
I marched forward with noting
In substance hard and liquid.
With all comforts you may put
'Are you all right? ' The truth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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