Look, the sky is
Not going anywhere.
There are, though,
Roads in the sky,
The roads are also
Not going anywhere.
But within the sky,
Everyone is going
On their own roads.
But see, I am free
From the clutches
Of any road and I
Am here as before.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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