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Heiichi Sugiyama
A Song
a piece of waste paper all crumpled up
that’s me
trying to get back to its original shape
it rustles and mumbles
a beam that supports a house
that’s me
in the deep of night when the family is sound asleep
it squeaks
a culvert under asphalt
that’s me
in the deep of night when no one is moving
it sings
© Translation: 2011, Takako Lento
A SONG
From: Konomagakure
Publisher: Shujitsukanbo, Nagano
Publisher: Shujitsukanbo, Nagano
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A SONG
From: Konomagakure
A Song
a piece of waste paper all crumpled up
that’s me
trying to get back to its original shape
it rustles and mumbles
a beam that supports a house
that’s me
in the deep of night when the family is sound asleep
it squeaks
a culvert under asphalt
that’s me
in the deep of night when no one is moving
it sings
© 2011, Takako Lento
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