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The form of my poem rises out of a past that so overwhelms the present with its worth and vision that I'm at a loss to explain my delusion that there exist any real links between that past and a future worthy of it.
我的诗的形式来自于一个过去，它的价值和愿景压倒了现在，我无法解释我的错觉，即过去和值得它的未来之间存在任何真正的联系。