Seeing you again is strange
Doesn't bring any joy
You could make me fly once
But you are different now
Cheaper in a way
Like the glow of you has dimmed
A parody of who you were
Not perfection I knew
But a shadow of truth
Were you always like this
Did love blind me
Became all that I despise
It's like I have awoken
From the dream that held me
Hard to know what's true
Was this always you
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I would like to translate this poem
Enjoy the direct style, a strong poem not overloded with metaphors, good work