Sunday, June 7, 2015

Heart Growl Comments

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He sits alone at the table, hungry.
But he already ate the salad, the potatos, the burned chicken.
He looks at his plate, playing with the green part of the tomato, still hungy inside.
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Dan Lukman
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Akande Lukman 17 December 2018

Wonderful poem, Dan. More grease to ur elbow

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Kelly Kurt 07 June 2015

A wonderful and deep, emotional poem, Dan. Thanks for sharing. Peace

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