Please don't ask me questions.
Just call me the Mirror.
I have again waked from the dead
With plans to steer you Clearer.
Love won't answer when I pray
Because the Owl is set on training me
To be colder than the hands of Time
When bathing poor Persephone(Per-seph-a-nee) .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem