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A Man Is Locked

A man is locked
since the Stove City's July
while sweat pouring down from the forehead
his throat is espencially dry

he looked up many times
but he couldn't see the sky
when will he escalade the heaven?
maybe untill he die

he ofen startled out in the mid-night
the monster in the dream just cried
the shades was as nigritude as the Abaddon
all alone he could only close the eyes

once upon a time a lovely maiden come into his life
and he always stared at her siesta nearby
with a skinful of passionate words to say
yet he just found a nook to sigh...

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