How deep is the Ocean,
Of feelings we feel?
What puts us in motion,
To feel what we feel?
Our lives are like Secrets,
That hidden Winds, blow,
The more questions asked,
The less we do know.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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I wrote a poem in honor of your thousandth poem. It seems I soon will have to write another in honor of your two thousandth poem as well. Hurry!