I am removing the night that stands in the way! forgive me
I'm bringing the day into town without permission! forgive me
The land was barren before you, the mountains silent, the desert empty.
Stories! I'm telling you a story! forgive me
Some have accumulated so much yesterday that it is dwindling today.
I am flying these birds from my roof! forgive me
This uncertainty is wonderful intoxication. This uncertainty is wonderful peace
I am saving these darknesses from the light! forgive me
I have told them all the jokes of the stars with laughter.
Now I am saving my foot from the lamps! forgive me
What's the point of telling me, what were the occupants? What are houses?
I'm not coming this way. I'm not going this way! forgive me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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