Four - Leaf Clover Poem by Faruk Buzhala

Four - Leaf Clover

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I carefully tread the meadows
looking at the ground
not to hurt the four-leaf clover

I have carried the stone of sin enough
with a rope tied around my neck
I want to find the grass of salvation

Instead of fire, laughter comes out of my mouth
when I see the meadow
converted in the four-leaf clover.

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