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Never ignore poverty, there are children who are content outlining their desires with water...
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The Sunlight passes through the tube,Making a glowing
sphere on my wall.I sit in the corner,Inside this lifeless cubeInk flows through steel nib, On ..
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The second hand of clock is broken;
Mist settled on my window, my legs are frozen.
The man on radio keeps on blabbering,
I'm half deaf, and I ha..
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To all those who turned rags from riches, while they always thought they control our economy but were choked at the time modern cholera, I call it Rec..
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I don't even remember when I wrote this, probably I was too drunk then.
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