You Never Finish the Tea | final version
translated poem:
(IPOGS, Walls) Nigdy nie dopijasz herbaty,
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Ann Marie Lech
You never finish the tea
and you don't read tea leaves.
On the table dead butterflies
are swayed in a chipped vase
with the flowers of that summer.
and you don't read tea leaves.
On the table dead butterflies
are swayed in a chipped vase
with the flowers of that summer.
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