He's the one who's walking like a shadow
Black and gloomy in the darkest night
An ignorant ghost in the white kingdom of light
He leaves odd messages on a sweating window
He smells like withered plants of a meadow
Both repulsive, and alluring, he gives you a fright
You got no options except for sititng tight
After feeling like an abandoned black widow
He's making you frigid, suppressing your libido
And you climb the wall 60 feet in height
He watches as you try to ride out a tornado
And if you survive, he'll have to take flight
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I would like to translate this poem
Very descriptive work Aram. There is a typo on 1st stanza 4th line 'message'. 9 from Tai