Let not clouds come
Let not wind come.
We, the poets are here
To measure the sky
With our words,
Wait there.
We are here to write
With strong common sense.
We, the poets are here
To make this earth heaven
With all human.
True, we are in love and
Connected with the truth
Together we feel all good.
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