Escuta Ii Poem by Aldo Kraas

Escuta Ii



Escuta
Me talking to God
Escuta me talking to the people
Escuta
Me listening to the rain falling down
Where I live
Escuta me hearing the thunder that comes along with the rain
Escuta me
Listening to the winds that are blowing hard on my face
Escuta me
Snoring loud when I sleep

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Aldo Kraas

Aldo Kraas

Sao Paulo Brazil
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