She Smiled With Me At A Stranger's Funeral Parlor Poem by nimal dunuhinga

She Smiled With Me At A Stranger's Funeral Parlor



I lost my job few days ago
And no way to go?
Just entered to an unknown funeral parlor
And she smiled with me.
I noticed that she holds a white cane.

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nimal dunuhinga

nimal dunuhinga

kalubovila East, Sri Lanka
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