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Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Freeman

My companion deserves luck on the street
That requires hats and wonderful attire.
His accent was so pleasant, so beautiful,
That language resumed perfection.
Hoses bring water to the garden,
Just as wise people communicate their longing,
With streets and alleyways, and normality.
Too strong is illness of the heart,
A heart hurts all due to pain of the other hearts.
My companion is lucky today,
For the learned men have given him a name -
Freeman.
Naveed Akram
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