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Echo loves are canyon rains.
George Kings are with gorge queen.
Rock faces are very good airs.
Milky ways are on ways of screes.
Caves are not dirt but with stocks.
Darks are still sweet with chimney.
Bushes on faces lock our songs.
Sea monkeys are glaciers wine.
Blue rains show the moraine.
Liquid lave are fresh and right.
Puddles are clean in royal fair.
Ices are firm but heats in minds.
Place cards are public plateau.
Pending loves are begging well.
Faces are down but ices are not fall.
Pendulums are come with flags when sheer.
--Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3--
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem