I had the dream
In my childhood time
To sleep in the
Bed of poetry
At least for once,
Today it's a reality,
I sleep in the
Bed of poetry
For many times,
In fact whenever I wish,
It gives me supreme bliss.
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I would like to translate this poem
nice desire yours AAAAAA R I had a desire to become a poem now see I have become of many a cynosure am I not yours? what a POEM