The Naked Runner Poem by nimal dunuhinga
The Naked Runner
Rating: ★5.0
The eighth day of the month of eighth
And it's already the year twothousand and eight.
His painful skeleton where it entangled in the figure of eight knot,
Please release him and let him go for Olympics.
*Dedication to all the prisoners.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
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5/4/2024 9:37:36 AM # 1.0.0.1119
How poignant and how original. Imprisoned by the number eight. Only you could have thought of this. Ten for your creative mind. Warm regards, Sandra