They do not have a dream to pursue,
will never wake up to be changeful.
They do not see the value of the sky,
will never learn how to fly.
They do not know the worth of the light,
will never flame to get bright.
They do not appreciate the sun,
will never become a nice man.
They do not learn themselves,
will never find the appropriate tenses.
They are who they are, they become how they prefer,
Nature nor nurture cannot support so far.
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I would like to translate this poem
They are who they are, they become how they prefer, Nature nor nurture cannot support so far..... Nice theme. It ia beautiful poem having brilliant expression. Thank u dear Moe, keep the ball rolling.10
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