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Apr 2015
If life is wind
Soft and quick
People are in a hurry
Never feel the wind
Wind keeps silent
Slowly moves
Until people are exhausted
Tired of greed
Feel the wind
It's also too late
Written by
DOAN THI LUU  Viet Nam
(Viet Nam)   
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