... | final version
translated poem:
moje serce
-
Henrietta
my heart
my heart will never be
the endocardium on a pike
a blind aorta
without a flow
and two chambers
hounded by friendly (?)
divagation
my heart will never be
the endocardium on a pike
a blind aorta
without a flow
and two chambers
hounded by friendly (?)
divagation
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