if everyone were dead and i was too my soul would come back to haunt you even thou you were dead i would dig up ur body and dance with your beautiful corpse under the moonlight shinning on your skull so bright with each spin and dip that we make each one of them you take my breath away for a soul dacing with a corpse is love all around because that love came out of the round
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I would like to translate this poem