the sky is grey. i wmanonder who died today. the man stand by the grave is wheeping with greeve. no one can touch her anymore. could kiss her, could hold her, could talk to her. she is gone. gone forever
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I would like to translate this poem
A great poem, like it. May i invite you to read my new poem called, A Drug Infested Mind.