we have a hiding place
it is not dark
it is the outside that is
dim
there is a circular fence
an aqueduct for a door
you know where to find me
when they think i am gone
you do not not have to go there
because you do not love me
we have a hiding place
and we do not speak about it
it is lonely there
but that is all that we've got
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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