Where there is greatness, error also exists;
And where there is compassion, error also exists;
But homes are just expensive umbrallas with a view.
A time to overcome the odds and,
A time to control your mind;
But the love from my heart will make you sleep.
This is the tongue of Isabell and,
A man will eat the fruit that his tongue chooses;
But if the people of Burma have succeeded,
Why can't i?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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