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Tuesday, February 7, 2012

My Clues

International clues spring to the forehead like bricks,
My annual income receives fame and love and acrylics.
Painting the notes with blood and water, I submerge myself,
In this dark-green sea of hate that is on my bookshelf.
Naveed Akram
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