Here I am sitting
And doing all your works.
I care not my comfort
And even the bare
Necessities of my life.
No one is the stumbling
Block on my way.
I have my own eyes to see,
Own ears to hear
And own path to go
With my own legs.
I am not here to talk
About any terror
or about pleasure or pain.
I know I gain so many things
Including you and
You are the truth, my love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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