The they in them
Big idyllic gem
Brown land's anthem;
My phantom of mayhem
That world we created
Where pansies once surfaced
Everything time has stored
One day, they returned
They are only them, really
They are filled by you silly
They are also in them fully
Leaves me wounded badly
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I would like to translate this poem
A magnificent poetic expression, dear ate Chelsea......10+++