Fare Well
If I die,
leave the baly open.
The little boy is eating es.
(From my baly I see him.)
The reaper is harvesting the wheat.
(From my baly I hear him.)
If I die,
leave the baly open!
Federico García Lorca
(ò﹏ò)
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