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because I have not seen it,
because I have not found it,
then the question remains,
if so and how and why,
those thoughts,
can’t control,
look behind,
the crowd roar,
distance chill,
hit my lungs,
the white smokes dwell,
with broken smile,
received,
that exists,
unanswered,
emptiness,
always bottom out,
truly believe,
hit me high!


(c) Ko Win Khine aka. D Hlaine (December 17th, 2014.  NYC)
Win Khine
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Win Khine  Middle Village, NY
(Middle Village, NY)   
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