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Monday, July 4, 2011

Numberless

A numberless action committed to the front
Apologized for the upkeep of thousands;
My hedge is knowledge and my valley
Speaks to me in ways of the men who gain.
I compose bridges to other hearts,
Acting like a minder or resentment
In the folds of paper, in them to this day.
May an innumerable display be concocted
To approach and dismay.
The lands of my own are resented
By the arrivals of this day called today.
Naveed Akram
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