Abdul Wahab


Life 111


Life, sometimes I forget
You are a mixture of
Elements, opposite to each,
Number in two, trap in between,
I forget, your essence exits
In between the banks
Where I am left to remain afloat

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Submitted: Monday, February 18, 2013
Edited: Friday, June 07, 2013

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