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Something abroad, confinement soul 
 Lack of endearment in this planet, 
Setting mind to departure from whole 
Situation but it is another illusion, 
The wealth charm not let me go 
Heart are desiring for both but how 
have both celebrations in the same 
Moment, my boat is drown Solow 
Sun rising the east and sunset to west 
due to work hard there no wits rest 
/Work, work and work seems this is 
 My aim of life but my own joys burst  
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Neil Milliner More than 1 year ago
Must be so hard to write fluently in another language. I get what you say but the delivery is awkward and hard to comprehend. Maybe better to write first in your natural tongue then translate that? I don't really know as I only know one language.
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