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by Khalid M Darwish May 29, 2013 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Twenty one days passed, it's time to leave the prison, run out and twitter Between cotton piles there lay some scattered black pearls, eyes of born chicken Like cotton candy pieces of rags bearing souls Oh hallelujah The thirst and hunger made them play nice symphonies "Bring food and water"