auty paul jason
Loosing A Seat - Poem by auty paul jason
Someone argue that
When should left and right hand
May become together.
One bird sang that
It is not that I don't want to live
I just don't want to born again.
An angel set
On a thirty thousand year old cloud
As he always used to
After twenty century
He lost his seat.
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