Think of all that we will miss
each kind mind we find in each suprise.
Eventually seven bridges in the good book of
the grass is green across the field of the.
Copy what I owe and could of you because of.
What you owe to some if not you died at all.
What are you headed for if not to greet me.
Double-click each space I'm glad to meet cha.
And here she is so far away that I can taste her.
When your loyal to a man and all his faults.
The turning of each page you never read his book.
To be heartbroken when each heart is all we have.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem