Afouse Neyinda Poems

work through the morning hours
work while the dew is sparking
work mid springing flowers
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the world is full of
people but real friends
are very few
we see friends around us
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oh no our ends must sirely come

it blows like a slow breez with a
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i hope you fine a place
in your heart and forgive me
my love i know i hurt you
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i am going back home
since there is nothing good doing here
i thought that leaving home was the
best solution
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on this rock i put my thrust
a rock that can not be shaken
it is on this same rock that i get my happiness
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do you remembe?
at the forest where we meet
i was in the deepest part of the forest
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i wish i was free
like the birds in th sky
no one controls them
on how to feed or love
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