Treasure Island

MOHAMMAD SKATI


OURS


We don't walk, but Our feet walk, We don't talk, but Our mouths talk, We don't hear anything, but Our ears hear, We don't touch, but Our hands touch, We don't taste anything, but Our tongues taste, We don't do anything, but Our bodies do everything, then These organs are ours Anytime, anywhere, and everywhere.

Submitted: Saturday, August 09, 2014

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