It's a new season,
Everything is new and wonderful,
New sky,
New air,
New river,
New nature,
What a glorious atmosphere!
In spite of it I can't find myself anew,
But why?
I think deeply about it for a long time,
Then I find out an old obscene patch in my great heart,
Which prevents me ruthlessly from entering the new and lovely sphere.
New air, New river, New nature, What a glorious atmosphere! In spite of it I can't find myself anew, But why? ......outstanding conceptualization through question tag. A great philosophical poem is nicely executed. Thanks for sharing.
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Then I find out an old obscene patch in my great heart, Which prevents me ruthlessly from entering the new and lovely sphere... ..... beautiful