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Aug 2017
****** is water
Gushing on the road
People come and wade
And feel a sense of satisfaction
After reaching their marked point

It is *******
Piled up in a corner
Or in between the sides
Gentry put hanky on their noses
And grimace to find it scattered around
Mohd Arshad
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Mohd Arshad
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       ---, Nadia DeLevea, Jamie King and Mohd Arshad
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