Of the many worlds that live within me;
Colliding, colluding, ever competing;
The one that I love to live in,
When the rest of them hound me,
Is the world in which you live with me.
My desires are pots of gold,
Away across the fading horizons.
While I love to aspire for brilliant shores,
And love to row towards the unknown
anchored to you forever my boat remains,
You are my favorite shore.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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