A Pitch-black Fly | final version
translated poem:
(IPOGS, Walls) Jak nakręcona smolista mucha
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A pitch-black fly
does not rest. Buzzing furiously.
It is disturbed by herbs
smelling in the pot. Its food
is in the ice-closed frezer.
does not rest. Buzzing furiously.
It is disturbed by herbs
smelling in the pot. Its food
is in the ice-closed frezer.
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