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Sep 2017
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digging deep
our eyes do weep
tears of mine give light
One-half of moon is bright

so we sing with anger and will not sleep
but our tongue and sorrow do sound deep
till we discover a transparent mind of our sheep
to keep the body in our body without any further peep

Written by
~~~Jawahar Gupta~~~
The Sick Red Carnation
Written by
The Sick Red Carnation  27/F/Iran
(27/F/Iran)   
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