Tip Poem by Mina Lotfi

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Far from here, no where
Is a story, a pure child
A box on his shoulders
With bare foot
Suddenly an offence of wild children
Nodding a man his head
Box of chocolate has fallen
A child, not calm
What did he saw
Did he get coin? !
Maybe at all...

Tuesday, September 1, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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