you are bringing closer to me,
with slow step,
but effectively
I feel your breath
I can hear your footstep
I can see your smile
you as the tracker
are locating me
so sufficiently
and you are already
enjoying your victory
you can see it in the sleep
and suddenly - what's this?
what did it happen?
the visual field became blurred
the field of fire
ran out
what now did it turn?
you had 'Mr' fox hat
remained for you darling...
a 'fur-lined coat' moulted.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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