Rare is the opportunity to make
a world from the void.
Think of some as primitive
go to where he came.
In such places worlds
colide for intertainment.
Love is never lost
in some it was
never found.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice and so true! well penned! : -) : -) : -) : -) : -) : -) : -) : -) : -) : -)