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TRANSLATION OF POETRY Vol. 3

WALK...

To walk,
Leaving the non-walking behind just like an empty road,
Breaking the air right in two
To walk, looking in the eye of the dark…
To walk;
Right beside friendly faces,
Serving your head upon a plate
And carrying your heart in your raised fist…

To walk;
Knowing that they lie in ambush on your way,
That they try to trip you up…
To walk;
With a laughter from the heart…

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