And im so sick,
of you on your pedestal,
so im taking it back,
looks like your normal,
so much shorter,
than you seemed,
but i could have sworn,
you were real tall,
trough those rose tinted shades,
you were like superman,
and you could do no wrong,
but those shades are gone,
and so is that pedestal,
guess you can do wrong,
i guess your normal.
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I would like to translate this poem
staring at an icon hero above pedestal are seeing their heroic contribution in life