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Dark World

I wake up when it’s dark, Everything lacks color, Sun comes to torment, It doesn’t give me time to work. By eating time midday, Too tired to lift my feeding stainless steel, I use my hands to stack boiled hard grains in my mouth, The day comes to an end so fast, Darkness welcomes another night Time to lie down on my back, Lie on my back and count the dimes, Soon they will build my earthly eternal home dark forever.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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