Wonderful boobs, here's a mosquito
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The storm on a singl e will ow, a daybrea k bridge
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In a storm, getting on with supper, mother and child
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Storm over, the fool comes peddling fi sh
As I wash the sole o f my foot, it becomes white
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Stone mountain , insects chirp, sun darkens
This firefly doesn ' t g low, it's hardened
I've given the huge pine tree
to
spa rrows, I' ve go t thi s hut
A bit of the sea's visibl e, I've go t a tin y window
There it was, my face, I bought the tin y mirror and came home
So far away I can ' t hear the sound of the waves, the sea, how blue
Making it my hut, man y cockscombs have lurned red
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Ferociously mosquiloes buzz, a t ni ght, one skinn y body
A dragonfl y kindl y comes to p erch on my solitary desk
Four or five peopl e qui etl y wo rk , th e sa lt beach darkens
Late ni ght whea t powder spill ed on th e Slraw ma t
