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May 2014
A rampaging torment flows
with every passing wave,
escalating regression
and stockpiling the rage.
Clarity, now a fading memory
wilting in the shadows of a cave.
The price of congenial lunacy,
satisfactory for those who enslave.
A "shawty" poem.
Wajid Doumani
Written by
Wajid Doumani  Beirut, Lebanon
(Beirut, Lebanon)   
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