A woman,
she walked through the Earth.
Intact as she wondered occasionally
As if she seemed.
She had hopes and dreams,
except one thing was stopping them.
Her heart was burned from all the flames
It came to this one thing, breaking free.
She had to either pick and lose
Or follow through to achieve all the things she once believed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I hope she does achieve.