olam soj Poems

Gone with the wind.
the months, the days and the weeks
her stressful times despite shes meek
all is gone with the wind.
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They'll come to us
when they need us.
campaign to us
with words of jesus.
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His words were all for him.
laughing to the ones that sounds not funny.
only the creator knows who was with him,
for his house was empty under the bridge.
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It was dark and lovely,
i felt so hungry.
the breeze,
so cool like it blown at the beach.
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Things we do underneath
thinking its not seen.
that of the past,
the thought to hide.
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