My principle, I follow.
I follow the truth.
No question to go back.
I search for that.
With me my smile,
With me my love,
With me my life,
And I march forward.
I am not willing to say
The mango an orange.
I am not willing to accept
One that is foreign.
My friend is my ocean,
Wherein I discover so many things.
And in so many things
The ocean interferes.
I see the birds fly,
I see the fishes swim,
I see nothing but
Black and white day and night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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