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Dead man walking! Dead man walking! Dead man walking! Dead man walking!
9 years 11 months ago
Mahmoud
A true story
My mother and I stood in the Afghan refugee camp
9 years 11 months ago
My dream job is to be a storyteller
make my words mean something
To someone
9 years 11 months ago
To report the news to the world
would be a dream job
that I would love to uphold.
9 years 11 months ago
i went four months without seeing you,without touching you,without hearing your voice.
9 years 11 months ago
Though not a poem in its natural vein,I expect my dream job not to be in vain.Something where I can be myself
9 years 11 months ago
Life is not easy to give.
Impermanent like the soft wind that caresses one’s cheek.
9 years 11 months ago
Pitter, patter,
The tranquil ripples of a puddle swallows each droplet of water,
Patter, pitter,
9 years 11 months ago
Thinking, Thinking, and thinking
like I always think.
9 years 11 months ago