(at Least, At East) Poem by Nyein Way(Maung Maung Thein)

(at Least, At East)

(at least, at east)

unknown destiny of tree.
this is natural fiction.
over the myth of change.
under the same bayan tree one hundred years apart,
people dies and children grows but the bayan tree also grows in different heights and in various forms in details of uncreative bill of nature in wonder.

nyein way

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