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Nature looks weary abut the boom gate Like a faithful prostitute dun for her pay With hand on cheek, the other wave way By ageless sky con beloving gaze And Sam to Delilah, a giant betrayed In boneless bliss, made Achilles to heel What fate the peep to me had brought? When time..., yet permits me to decide To crisscross between heaven and earth. ©Yusuf, A.O.?

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