Three Poems

         -Baby-

 Face when I was a baby

   As a teenager, it is better

 The mind will begin to grow

   He went to wish

   Shine forever

 Grows fast and plays with joy

   Nine tota forest bill.

       -Teenager-

 Being a teenager, my mind is empty

   Why didn't you become young?

 Is love a blessing or a curse?

   Missing female fire

   How to play

 God is not good at all

   Why are you crying?

       -Young-

 Playing as a young man, I walked

    When I got married

 The wife and son are mine

    He cried now

   Give this and that when

 Provide necessities

    I think I'm dying.

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