orphaned night sky
two fireflies wakes up
i cross you
oldage home
ooh!
How many question marks?
waiting still
for your invitation
to visit your home
oh snail.
Dead tree
under the bark
thousand live ants
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I would like to translate this poem
I spent the day in the field and tonight I feel the presence of such wonderful work yet I have not written the report yet - you did... thank you... it goes my favourite way.... Entomology Bite Me...