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A bead in her eyes reflects my restless years. Her strained smile in lips recalls her hopeful days. Has my words still survive my long diminshed soul? - I may never know. Will anyone tell her that all my love has decayed to pain and scars I have nothing left in me Am impotent to deliver poems. The bead rolls down as my yet another day.
Delivering Poems Around The World
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