HAUNTED WOOD!
Who are we in the haunted wood? Should we give this question to the moon? Our dreams talk in an unlocked room. Time's streams flow in a phantom mood. Haunting Moon! What is bad or good? Our dreams being seagulls will find their food. The branches of the trees may be dressed or nude. Who sets a fire to burn a wind's broom? Time's streams flow over this written book. What is still floating in a haunted brook? Its water may jump to capture a boot. Haunted wood! Our dreams are dancing on your green hood.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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