You poem
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Poetry You are the essence of hard soil
You bring up the society
The truth is the language.
You enter the house and open it
Bus to Andormahal.
Embarrassed society in your consciousness
Stir in the direction.
You burn all black
Come on fire
Always new.
Draw in your ink
Highlights the contradiction of true lies
Are you not a hypocrite?
Break the fence.
All the pain you want on earth
An invitation to his worth
Are you much At the bedside
Lamp is also the light of the lamp.
At your target
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Draw in your ink Highlights the contradiction of true lies Are you not a hypocrite? Break the fence... poetry as the essence of the hard soil.. very good poem.. thank u dear poetess. tony