Sleep gave me better verse and sweeter
Song.
But I woke with a mind relaxed rejuvenated
And blank.
The sudden burst of the Conscious masked
The wealth of the Sub-Conscious that
Had just been.
And that wealth of Sub-Conscious got not
Out
But only sweet of song and parched of
Thought
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I would like to translate this poem