The beauty
Beauty is joy forever
So we crush such object not in anger
But protect with care
And act fair
God too
Make them pass through
In stage of delicacy
With the protection daily
So thorns are around
But found
Only when we try to pluck
Your badly bleeding when struck
People try to molest
And do their best
To have or acquire
With all steps needed there
When love takes place?
It sees no race
Black or white color
But only human flavor
Good eyes observe
And serve
An Intention with earnest
To the passing of all tests
Good eyes observe And serve An Intention with earnest To the passing of all tests
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I would like to translate this poem
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