This Poem | final version
translated poem:
(IPOGS, Walls) Ten wiersz
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Katarzyna S. Tyrc
This poem
escapes my pen
does not want to be written down
it uses sharp tongue and then
licks its wounds with a frown
escapes my pen
does not want to be written down
it uses sharp tongue and then
licks its wounds with a frown
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