As dark as the night gets.
It cannot get any darker than a human.
As angry as a lion gets.
It cannot get angrier than a human.
As beautiful as an instrument sounds.
It does not sound more beautiful than a human.
As beautiful as nature is.
It is not more beautiful than a human.
And as good, good itself is.
It does not get better than a human.
Herant: Waiting for the other shoe to drop. There is the good. What do we compare it to? Please read mine. Adeline
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I would like to translate this poem
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