Grows Like a Tumour in my Bosom | final version
translated poem:
(IPOGS, Walls) rośnie jak guz w moim łonie,
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Kamila Błeszyńska
grows like a tumour in my bosom
making way with its little hands
to the lips in the lilac stick.
You are a donor, but I will
remain a suffering mother
making way with its little hands
to the lips in the lilac stick.
You are a donor, but I will
remain a suffering mother
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