Earning this product of the one in your hand
Such a long wonder if you can't breech their wall
You must build with the bricks made by loving them all
We must fill all the space so we never will fall
When you emmerge to the peak you should be there to stay
Just run from the ones who will get in way; Not easy to say, if your one who will play
The power of your will determines all in this game
And it isn't that simple if you aren't a mind that is tame
Its only the distance between your day and the night
If you should choose to see clear, you will make it allright..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this peom is a good trust poem. thank you. good job. *Purkey Girl*