Ending the Night β POEM ππ Sungrye Han β Korean Poetry
A peaceful landscape.
The future races along a winding road,
Black clouds move low to the north,
The moon rises,
Candles on the table shine.
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A peaceful landscape.
The future races along a winding road,
Black clouds move low to the north,
The moon rises,
Candles on the table shine.