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Feb 2019
There once was a lake
Where it is now a cracked soil.
I pumped everything I could
Now nothing is left.

I hope for the rain
For I am too weak to seek water.
I hope to keep living
Despite the living conditions.
Danilo Brito Steckelberg
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Danilo Brito Steckelberg  29/M/SΓ£o Paulo
(29/M/SΓ£o Paulo)   
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