My soul at first ain't convinced.
Thoughts can't be explained.
Till you agreed to let me in,
How glad I have been.
In this square, white room sometimes,
Things turn out not easy.
But you'd managed to be kind,
Got me all ready.
You're true family to me,
Never thought I'd feel..
I'm what I wanted to be,
Thru your wanton help.
In quite thundering sense here,
Life could still be fair.
I'll give you back love someday;
I'll smile leaving away.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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