Daybreak
Hands and lips of wind heart of water eucalyptus campground of the clouds the life that is born every day the death that is born every life I rub my eyes: the sky walks the land
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Hands and lips of wind heart of water eucalyptus campground of the clouds the life that is born every day the death that is born every life I rub my eyes: the sky walks the land
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