Light
Fill in the blank of antiquity
An enigmatic sight
Unsound and found in better places
But still
Am I at lost for words that express to third of the unknown
But shown
It's shown to be know be several and all
Or not all just the few that hides it
Not to mention the pretend cause of alert
Sirens ring in
Is it a storm or something different
Or the same
Or something something at all
Not at all
Uniquely made in somewhere
I can't arrange my thoughts
It's orgasmic this thing
And I feel like I'll miss it more
If I can't get something more
I'll have to explain my cause
And the cause is just
Cause I need it to see
Behold
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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