Human trafficking
cacophony surpasses
chirping myna birds.
Yellow sun rises
behind filthy mock dwelling
rooster crows three times.
Street rules prevail now
no apparent religion
only hungry dogs.
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The Dark Path Brightens
It occurs to me That I require an ideal To summit these peaks. Something more than a patch. My tenacity shouts above my perception Shooting ...
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How do you say goodbye recall the fragile faith in the eyes of a starfish before tossed ashore by the careless surf? Or crack the ...
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