Lives Poem by Aldo Kraas

Lives



Lives are a four leaf clover
Livews are sometimes full of tragedies
Lives are sometimes full of suspense
Lives aare sometimes full of hate
Lives are sometimes full of bitterness
Live are sometimes sad
Lives are sometimes happy
Lives are sometimes full of stress
Lives are sometimes full of love
Lives are sometimes full of pain

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Aldo Kraas

Aldo Kraas

Sao Paulo Brazil
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