the needle
found the flesh
and pricked
to poison
the germicidal infection
in a region called
lungs.
but the soul screamed
in total disgust
at the aqueous substance
marinating her home
putting asunder
the dreams
of clear, crystal water
and brooks
and blue lagoon.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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