Life,
Like a man with a camera;
To the river,
Flowing down slowly with the muse of love.
Love,
With the reality of the land;
But, look at love!
At times it is more than you can take in.
The heart,
The soul,
Of dates and facts;
With an entry visa.
The bridge!
Of the data and the facts;
With your papers needed,
Over the valley.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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