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You still don't get it
An anchoreless ship
roams the sea
Never resting
if it stops
its washed away by currents
How would a soul
rest?
One without faith
no hope
Neither a centre
nor a purpose
just washed away
through a lifetime
You still don't get it
do you?
There is the end
where beyond which
awaits eternal peace
True
its better on the other side
But before then
what will you be doing?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem