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you are always beneath the sky
though you can think above all the heights
even behind the origin
and following just after
a bit ahead
just before the end of the evening
a distinct dark and a shadow
caught between two stools
I'm moving between the line,
blessing in disguise
stepping forward,
taking the best of both worlds
shadows have a sound of mist
within the shadows
and the dark has a light
at the bottom on the line of dark
but I caught between two stools
~~
@Musfiq us shaleheen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem