I too am a dancer
Which but you know not
This talent of mine,
On finding none around me,
Dance I,
The dance of mine,
Which but practise and perfect I
Before the small children,
Shaking the body and the hips,
Breaking the body,
shaking it.
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I would like to translate this poem
All about life but I don't want to comment..no one likes criticism although they say criticize me ..they are liar..nice poem sir