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Was it thought or dream?
I was down on my knee.
My right hand was holding
-precious secret thing.
Was it a flower?
Was it ring?
Or Freud's theory?
Or maybe dad's saying:
- "Camel with cotton seed"?
Guess I said:
"Gala, please marry me! "
She was rose and angel
-Sun's smile and gentle.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem