Choose The Best - Poem by Eindaray Kyaw
A dropp of rain that is so pure
A sort of man who is so poor,
Have they seen each other?
A block of clouds that is so thick
A sort of man who is so rich,
Have they known each other?
A sway of breeze that is so cool
A sort of man who is so fool,
Have they heard each other?
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