Azaleas by Kim So-wŏl
When seeing me sickens you
and you walk out
I'll send you off without a word, no fuss.
Yongbyon's mount Yaksan's
azaleas
by the armful I'll scatter in your path.
With parting steps
on those strewn flowers
treading lightly, go on, leave.
When seeing me sickens you
and you walk out
why, I'd rather die than weep one tear.
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