It's being a long time that my inquisitive soul disappeared without informing me,
And recently I found it's drowned in a muddy ditch.
But there isn't a single stain to be seen.
I feel the moisture and it's soaked with full of innocent expectations.
Such a bitter sweet poem. I suspect that your soul has not entirely left you - otherwise where would these magical words have come from? love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
What a sad poem. I hope that lost soul will be found one day. Take care, my friend. Warmest regards, Sandra
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I would like to translate this poem
A short poem with a great meaning! i love it :)