As much oxygen as I do
From the earth, just as much carbon
I returned the dioxide
With every breath.
If I am not born a woman
Motherhood was lost, a woman's sinthi
Theko could be without vermilion. I do not
He was born a reader of countless poems
Lost. I grew up in a crowd of stars
No polar stars, no I am
The legendary character of the novel. I
Midnight free voice, the rhythm of solitude.
Where the artist himself scratches the paint brush
Captured on a small canvas, there
I am a fascinated viewer. Where literary
The word style has captured itself
In poetry, there I am the free reader.
I am in raw handwriting
The word averages friendship with the sleeping goddess
Captured in the middle of silence
Dreams. Today is my birthday. I
Not so ungrateful. As much oxygen as I do
From the earth, just as much carbon
I returned the dioxide
With every breath.
Oxygen is very improten in our life