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20.10.2006
The lame heart of Gody
I lie in the corner-quiet
For my ma this once
She needs the sleep today
It’s her first in a week.
Though asphyxiation makes me black
I can’t call her
To fit this tube in
The doctor says it no use without India
It’s so sad I have to leave you ma.
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Heroism is not about age, eh?
Posted by: Mataachi | 24.10.2006
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