From the fog to fog,
grim reminder eludes me.
Where had you been?
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The gray dark circles
confine the blue lilies.
Unkissed by tears.
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The shifting dunes
hide the silver moon.
Don't cry. O brute!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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