I am betrayed …
Too much pain in my heart…
You think-I am not a perfect…
But still I am strong and straight,
My lines are made
by the words of faith,
though dependence is not the sign…
paths are followed by the time…
I betoken the words
Those are very simple and full of stain,
Powerful yet,
And this is all about my new poem.
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I would like to translate this poem