Looked at wildflower
Celebrated catkin
Got the death hole
Viewed the blue
Expanded the hands
Caught the snake
Printed the dreams
Organized the lips
Gained agony
Met the stage
Tuned the lyric
Torn the vocal cord
Glanced at the source of the cloud
Told the heart to go
Received the plume of fire
Beholden the art
Searched for fairness
Attained the faded reality.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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