In Translation

You are not connected.

You think little

I am a subject (zero object)

It is impossible to hide the secrets, nothing

It's surprising that the stars live far away

We can also say

You are not currently logged in. You are not connected.

That's what you do

You have a composer (gate in my heart)

I go, continue, love and do everything

You can also enjoy the environment

You are not currently logged in

You are not logged in. You are not connected.

It is impossible to hunt the secret, anything

We can say

I am the subject (nothing zero)

That's what you do

I'm going, I'm going, I love and I'm doing everything

You mean a bit

You are not logged in

You are not connected.

You have a writer (my heart gate)

Strangely, the stars are far away

You can also enjoy the surroundings

You will not agree. There is no relationship.

The arrest is wrong

Here's what you are doing.

You are the author (I'm in my heart)

Remote checklist

There is no relationship.

I'm going, going, doing everything

On the topic (no one)

You are talking a little

You can also be satisfied with the environment.

We can talk

You're not connected.

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Note: each stanza was fed through a line randomiser and then back and forth through Google translate. The poem began as lines taken from my favourite ee cummings poem