Everything You Know,
Crystal lake closed for soul deer
and all peterman get hunting permit
Like trees we die
when roots refuse to nourish us
As two bishop of different colour,
I have never met you
All is passing near / by
me or you
little or high
from a pain to a song
everything you know,
is wrong!
(translated from romanian)
poem by Ion Untaru
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