Feelings that go further,
But where
Till when,
How much can we care?
When broken by care,
You become just empty
From caring, too much,
With no place to go,
No one to care,
You stare
Into the limpid pool
Of Time,
But there's no reflection,
There.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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