Lotte Mart in Nampo-dong. Here's the complete poem:
Prelude
Wishing not to have
so much as a speck of shame
toward heaven until the day I die,
I suffered, even when the wind stirred the leaves.
With my heart singing to the stars,
I shall love all things that are dying.
And I must walk the road
that has been given to me.
Tonight, again, the stars are
brushed by the wind.
--Yun Dong-ju (as translated by Kyungnyun K. Richards & Steffen F. Richards)
And here's another translation, as spotted on a shop window in Gimcheon.
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