The next moveA Poem by Haim KadmanwaveringI wish I’d a heart of stone, ~he thought, watching gloomily~ ~her pretty face. I wish I could get up,~ Reach the door and say: ‘The next move is yours.’ Haim Kadman the 21st century " all rights reserved. © 2011 Haim Kadman |
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1 Review Added on August 23, 2011 Last Updated on August 23, 2011 AuthorHaim KadmanPetach-Tikva, IsraelAboutProfile: A few words about myself: being a native of a small country whose waist is seventeen kilometers wide in a certain area; and in seven to eight hours drive one can cross its length, I was amaze.. more..Writing
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