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Thursday, April 30, 2009

A Big Present

A thick present is like a book,
It is opened for the look
And wades in for the kill,
Plenty of crime is in being ill.
The voluminous writers of poetry
Are again in love with learning labouriously.
They read them with phrases hurting,
Inside is pleasure of burning
On the right side of humanity,
But what of you and charity?
Naveed Akram
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COMMENTS
G. Akanji Olaniyi 07 August 2015
Words are just trying; they can never finish are thoughts! Lovely flow! tfs! ! !
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true words, nicely written
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