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Aug 2012
A hunger that can not be fulfilled.
An energy that can not be reduced.
No matter what is eaten,
No matter what work is done.
Even if the body is tired.
Nothing works.
How can this be dealt with.
Hoping to one day fulfill and end the aggression,
And the passion that enhances heat, energy, drive and motive.
Maybe the creator is testing, is tempting, because he is slowly being forgotten.
Zaina R
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Zaina R
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   Ahmad Cox
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