I can't live according to one's heart.
-Wang Jiaxin
This work is not a dark fairy tale in style, and I can't help it if the editor insists on saying so. Look at real poetry, which is also drowned from material description.
Gold
Author: Gomel
I can't exclude you from many elements
Your only splendid evening horizon
Wheat is the mother of ancient trees, heaven and earth
The flaming star around the neck of apes
The only hammer that can't knock the mountains
When the sunset gathers all. Meditation
gold makes the skirt of the goddess fly all over the sky
the golden and iron moonlight in the Amazon Plain
the expensive and blue river
the gray ruins of the Astek people
The roar of the butch in the distant forest is higher than one
The magic wand of King Sanchez and all the exhausted splendor remain in the temple
tons of massive atoms
. Echo
.......................................................................................................................................................................... From a purely textual point of view, the work is poorly written. So bad that I don't even want to talk about it.