Zuraida Hills
Oh gods, oh wind,
Years ago, I cried,
On this hill,
Even on the other hill,
Here, again, I'm moody,
The lips of this hill
Is a worry in the King's heart.
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Zuraida hills do kill,
But it couldn't kill me
Zuraida hills do hug,
Would it be true to me?
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As dead in beauty as i...
A tent I've loved to build here,
Rejection maybe the new compliment.
©Author Kelly JUUZ
(A salient prolific author...)
20/08/2018
10: 25PM
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