Give me a sign
A new way to be
Give me a message on who is me?
The stakes have been pulled from all the new growth
The trails all worn down and trampled on
An existence is merely that
A life is treading thin
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Maybe my anger won't be so vile
if the light
would shine and make this all worthwhile
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem