I am a social, so I need love.
But the climax is the main girl.
Do I love myself or not or just a person lover.
Have I come here to loose my life to hell.
No there was an another body like me.
But some different, like parts of the body.
Other things like my thought, poetry was same.
There I found my another version, I got her.
My love is just me, she also needed me.
But it is not a business deal yet.
There was something, we always try to find.
We are fools, that only could be felt or nothing.
That was the love which kept us along.
Something more? or nothing just the love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem