하지 마

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응응응      응응응       응응응       응응응      응응응

응응응      응응응       응응응       응응응      응응응

응응응      응응응       응응응       응응응      응응응

I let my longing down          like a tree       tired of standing  and

worms strung up my heart       a spider veiled my face          stop it

I said but still the spiders kept     writing        응응응       응응응

and the sun too           made lace       from my pale green skin

but the moon was the worst      draped me in stars         like a flag