Checking to make sure we're looking at things in a realistic way can be difficult
Especially if we have been constructing a fantasy in which we've seemed to have built
A picture of things that can't be supported by the evidence in front of our eyes
That will break our heart if we don't wisely reconsider the scene, seeing past unsubstantiated lies
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem