Can you see yourself
from my eyes in dark.
The moon will not help.
Your face tells the
truth of timeless pain. Why
did you keep the viper in bed?
And then the blood
oozes from all the pores. Was
it the punishment of not believing?
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I would like to translate this poem
Your face tells the truth of timeless pain...The art of punishment is an amazing and brilliant poem penned cleverly.