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JP
Poems
Mar 2017
Soul lives in
Me and
My friend monk
walking
around the city
there comes
a huge refugees camp
I said, "Pathetic, they are homeless"
Monk replied, "Pity,
they never understood,
they are homes.."
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JP
INDIA
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