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All paths lead to the coordinates
38°53.7066′ N and 77°2.1822′ O
lead to Rome, yes, the neighbors were
and still go there and sip lights
because that's where full life is, according to
the good and the bad interpretations.
Quero-whatever's an ugly, non-singing bird
but if a man is a man, count us out
that a pasture is a pasture - the herd within it.
DeepL.com, Germany. March 2020
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem