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Fare Well

If I die,
Leave the balcony open.

The little boy is eating oranges.
(From my balcony I can see him.)

The reaper is harvesting the wheat.
(From my balcony I can hear him.)

If I die,
Leave the balcony open!

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Poem Fare Well - Federico Garcia Lorca
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