Sometimes in life life we lost
Close ones even when
It ought not be so.
A new creature is indeed true,
A new creature redefined our mind
Not seeking help from man
Because of the great heart of
Newness in every creature.
A new creature at hand bought
By the precious blood of Christ
With sin.
A new creature outside these precious
Blood is not yet New.
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I would like to translate this poem
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