But I can't ask you
'Can you thake the truth'?
I hate you,
even more than I ever wanted to.
Was it that what you wanted to reach?
Was that the way you wanted me to see
rain can't make flowers grow?
Don't make the same mistake a second time, dear owl!
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I would like to translate this poem
good, very good. i like short poem. brilliant, keep it up with ur study.