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Thursday, August 18, 2011

The Man Of Life

He talked little, he spotted few
In the arena of his intelligence;
Fascinated, he took to burdens
Of an united country, with likes
And dislikes.
In the service of discovery,
My first move was a wasted effort
With a personality and space.
In this case, my manliness worked,
Abilities astounded me after a while,
I was successful now that the man entered.
My fear of the upright man was significant,
He had a rare countenance, so simple and serene.
Naveed Akram
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