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... Your Party
yes... (please observe!) ...
i wish i could attend...
alas! (a) strenuous distance
forestalls, a disabling factor
for a... disabled shoe?
i wear boots! But contingent on
where worn...
i, execrated traveler, an
impeded chattel...
so subject... so imposed
of they so imperious...
they so masked in their
invisible, non approachable
lair... they, those stealthy,
deceitful, but guileless...
gods
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dg8
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I remember this one. Always liked it. Not new though is it?