Love it or not
but i am to live with it,
In a place between joy and sorrow
i accommodate myself;
a soft tongue, safe and sound, at the mercy of cruel jaws;
an evil-
i may name it a necessary evil, is gilded here; a devil in disguise, an angel misguided,
i must watch the fate of a
shooting star. a dream -way diverged;
betwixt sleep and sleepless ness
i must awake
and rise up
In a necessity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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