O rope-walker
You are on that zero micron string
Walking talking singing facebooking
Eating loving and doing what not
You can't feel what gonna happened
O rope-walker
You don't wanna forget the past
And never stop dreaming tomorrow
But this is not the factual destiny
Life is different only a sparkling light
O rope-walker
When you will lie on the soft bed
The thinnest edge will cross through
The chambers of your small heart
And that will be the end of all story
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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