My Remorse Is a Set-up Going Worse | final version

translator:  Caveman1

translated poem: moja skrucha to podpucha (pola) - Moderator: Michał Zabłocki
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a true cane never gives up
you can always lean on it
enough to hold a handle firmly
and knock steadily on cobblestones
aiming real pleasure
but I am different
I am slipping through fingers
and falling down on cobbles
remorseful
but not shocked


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