Like a cold breeze from the ocean on a winter's evening.
Awakening emotion that should no longer be lingering.
Smile, while tremendous amount of unknown bestows upon the morning dew.
With a new day, one step, two steps the rage starts to ring.
Deep in the unconscious mind, I knew.
We were lost from the moment we started to witdraw.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem