English poem
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I have fought with great feebleness for twenty-one days
Confusion, suspicion, suffocation, anxiety all were there
I did not see the sky for five hundred and four hours in a row
I was dead on this day last year
Numerous cuts, tubes all over the body
The tongue was sticking out to the throat.
My mother was crying, children were shocked
Playful naughty girl I was an innocent age,
I committed many crimes in my life
But I could only get through
Because of my innocent age.
They are someone's mother
Like our mothers, they also gave birth to a child
Maybe they dreamed that
Their child will take care of them in old age
If I survive in this journey,
I will gaze at the world through;
your eyes.
Left evil,
All the best elements of the human inner will search
