Mumu Da Poet Biography

On my gloomy days

When my soul had, endured it all.
I sit beneath the essence of nature, curve along with the rivers of my village.
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Brokenness

A needle with a thread,
Stitching my heart particles into one again,
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millions of fights I've recorded with you,
Deep bruises that still bleeds even today,
Echoes of harmful words that corroded my sensitivity,
Cold nights, with rough blowing tongues,
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we both know that this will end,
We are both certain that we would never last,
No matter how much flames, we have for each,
But this, will never last,
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Let the rivers laugh, as we cohabit underit's influence,
Let the stars rain light as we wander in the dark,
Let the leaves store our struggles so they could perish in winter,
Let the enchanting roads share testimonies of my sweat,
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