Storm again | work in progress
translated poem:
Znowu sztorm
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Małgorzata Gadaszewska
disgruntled angels
plumed wings
snow from the shoes
they spilled onto the doormat
I know
they were at your place
cause they asked
when do we come back
finally
I won't withstand
and will ask them
if
I've got to
kill your wife
plumed wings
snow from the shoes
they spilled onto the doormat
I know
they were at your place
cause they asked
when do we come back
finally
I won't withstand
and will ask them
if
I've got to
kill your wife
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