my poetic art
about the spring
likes me you
us and our
time
this spring poetry
laughts at the
every crack of dawn
i am feelling the warm
spring joy
and i see a
spring star
in the remote world
spirits have masterded my
poetic art
utterly
I have found a fulfilment of
the lyric Erl-king and
your memories of
a gold Pharaonic temple
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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