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Friday, August 12, 2011

Knowing Nothing

Knowing nothing surrounds us
We object to lotion and pain
Whistling is the option

Beautiful couples marry late
With knowledge all-secret
Far poorer than usual

Appearances matter when they deafen
The crowd of the striders
Of faith

My late hours sting them
For my marching is sound
And the waves of the instrument fail
Naveed Akram
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