Sing Of My True Human Poem by Andhy Shakespeare

Sing Of My True Human



O my true human
This's a large desert for thee
Thou canst look
But thou canst not hear
Thou canst feel
But thou canst not touch
O my true human...
Thou art hither
Eve be thither
It needth millions steps to thither
It needth eating 'lot of the lord of era
But my true human sayth
' Whate’er I will do for eve, thou art all things for mee '
O The Lord of true human...
Be maketh us in one!


Revised: May 29th,2013
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