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<≪≪≪ The Sun

Just wake up in the morning
and see the sun has turned
into a big ball
crimson red
and imagine
how much fresh blood
previous day
he had taken
from the veins of poor men

the blood of rich
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Saturday, July 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: sun
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