I look forward, not to be seen by You
I Live to grab, the world behind Me
I Pickup, the greater strength
To Replace everything, never to be empty
I Expect Nothing, to realise that
Every minute, I tell my love to all
People bloom like joyful flowers
In happiness to make me the person
Whom is privileged to be precious.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
People bloom like joyful flowers! Nice piece of work.
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