Talent Hizashi Yamasaki 
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These poems that I wrote.
I wait for joy to him of him.


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Wednesday, April 23, 2003

 

In absence of the resolve

It is not high,
It carries stars for a general
it has only exhausted the sign
with the sin of imperialism

the irreducible point of human beings of the spirit
blackens the other not,
gone from a woman close,
with precision and evil,
from shining eyes with badness

relate to you the other friend,
tranquillity, limitless and stupid

What could such people obtain
Much in absence of the resolve
in fact, if it is absent.


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