I scream to the heavens, struggling to be heard searching for a place of peace, where I shall never be disturbed. Can you not here my desperate scream, to change my horrific nightmare into a pleasant dream. Deep inside my heart of stone, there is a soul of pure, caged by a wall of stone, struggling to climb to freedom, but so afraid to fall. So instead I stand and scream to the heavens struggling to be heard, searching for a place of peace, where I shall never be disturbed.
A powerful and wonderful flowing poem, really like it. A really fantastic write.
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I would like to translate this poem
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