Let it out,
But not too loud.
Always be careful of your surroundings.
Whose ears are loyal?
How loyal? What about the comfort?
Do you feel the comfort in every circumstance?
Or is the comfort there only in certain situations?
Do you need many? Or just or few? Or just one?
One thing is for sure… it shouldn't be none.
Let it out.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem