I digest | final version
translated poem:
Trawię wszystko (bardzo stary notes)
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Magdalena Podobińska
I digest everything you give to me
You louse
I squeak so loud in the grass
I am an insect full of faults
You live higher than me
I flatter you
I need some bread and butter
Only that
Maybe one day
I’ll suffocate with it and die
And become a butterfly
I love a moth
You louse
I squeak so loud in the grass
I am an insect full of faults
You live higher than me
I flatter you
I need some bread and butter
Only that
Maybe one day
I’ll suffocate with it and die
And become a butterfly
I love a moth
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