All seems mine in the world.
A thing that's not mine then never be mine.
What's the mine?
A thing I really want?
A thing everybody gets?
A thing nobody gets?
A thing anyone gets?
If you think it is mine?
Then It's not mine.
So, should only look at that is mine.
Complain is not mine for others, self and whatever.
That's not mine.
Mine is just mine ever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
deeply entertained by this poem