Create a photo from the following poem : My pain was so high


Create a photo from the following poem : My pain was so high, that the door of the house from which I left crying reached my waist. How small the men who were with me seemed! I grew like a tall flame of white cloth and hair. Yes, up on my forehead the brave bulls would go out in mourning in disorder, insane, against human bodies. My pain was so high that I looked at the other world above the sunsets.
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Create a photo from the following poem : My pain was so high
,
that the door of the house from which I left crying reached my waist
.
How small the men who were with me seemed
!
I grew like a tall flame of white cloth and hair
.
Yes
,
up on my forehead the brave bulls would go out in mourning in disorder
,
insane
,
against human bodies
.
My pain was so high that I looked at the other world above the sunsets
.
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