Ghost Poem by suleiman al-fulayyih

Ghost



He go like when he carry
Agoat in this darkness
His eyes like a hall of pistol
And his heart atimed polite
His nows like afire nodge
Take care of your self
Becomes he passes from here
Who Is the vi ctim from us

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