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Beauty's pain gives her name, her light in flame, her death is fame.
Great imagery. I lover the last stanza - especially the line 'The future is a grey seagull'. Reminds me of a seagul I saw in Brighton on one dull rainy day.
this poem is great but I think it needs more of a big idea and a theme
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Amazing writing