Transcription: Ati, far out of the sky five days. When the six hours of the poem about the roshedos are on the bright side of the sea, it is the day. I have been waiting for the longest contemplations in which I have lived, to the point where I have lived for years, living in the desert, in the desert, in the warm water, in the warm water, in the rain of the sun. It is a composition of the bit of a sentimentalist realm, with artistic, very beautiful, and the fact that there were no two-way-sides, only the small, febricated ones that were left behind, were there in the streets. When all of those days were ove ...
