I have learned I could be with you
Against all I thought I believed
But I won't.
My imagination may not do you justice
But it is always there
At my beck and command.
Unlike you who comes and goes
With the wind,
Leaving me stranded
Upon an island of doubt.
So I choose to be with myself
Because I know where I am.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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