The Lion saw a raw steak and ran away
The angel into its own reflection a devil
The girl invaded a man
Wiping dirt of her tail
House of flesh is haunted
Room of mirrors distort
Illusioning dark into light
Frightened to breathe
Swallowing dirt
Creating mudslides
While standing on the edge
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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