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Mar 2017
Why
Breathe, why
The sky, why
My heart, why
Living, why

The past, to die

I am not in sky
I am not at all
I am if at all
Underneath the leaf of fall

Seasons change

Why?
Why?
Arthur Vaso
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Arthur Vaso  Montreal
(Montreal)   
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