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My Deja Vu With A Burkhawalli In London

Meeting a burkhawalli
by chance
in London,
a maiden
young and beautiful,
but veiled blackly
and burka-clad,
speaking in English,
eyeing strangely
and smiling

from the burkha
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Tuesday, August 2, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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