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Edward the mole (Sándor Erdős)

Author: Sándor Erdős

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Your underground home
the little mole wondered.
What if I moved away?
I wouldn't stare at the ceiling.

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I could see the sky up there,
not the root of a poplar tree,
I'm meant for more,
well, it's not enough for me.

Batyut knitted quickly
Edward, because that was his name,
he crawled to the surface
the world was waiting for him.

It was at night,
he called out that I was here.
Weak eyes blinded
stars in the sky.

Little Edward also blinked
hurt by the bright light.
He decided to go home instead,
quickly retreated, poor thing.

A tiny mouse saw this,
she laughed a huge laugh.
What would have happened to Edward,
if you see the sun?

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