Dreams come so slow, but go faster, taking all precautions and making all necessary plans. Far away from the spirit of death and hade.
Born to live in a world wrapped in vanity, walking straight to the heart of humanity without taking shortcuts. We lose what we got when death strike, no question; no answer.
Stay away from death, let it come natural. You can still accomplish your dreams if you don't lose your life. Feel like the greatest and do your things like a lengendary.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem