That day was full of auditory, The rain was continuous, When the night comes, in the forest, At the bottom of the river, I was in the river. The bridge broke down in the auditory stream Once you get up, come up- It is difficult, in deep water there Clamped darkness, I found you in the dream. From your sweat to the primitive smell Wind, sweat in sweat - Falling down, thinking that danger can happen Ban calls tidal water Floats deeply pulled. Vasla poet deep water, further down Further down the darkness, Stretched arm drawers, binded poet
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