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Apr 2010
It was late in the night.
There was a party
at the top of the balcony
I rushed to the party impatiently.

The dance floor was packed
with people dancing at their very best.
I jumped and started dancing excitedly
and my moves started expanding.

What a great party it was;
I was so **** tired
I felt like a tired bird
I had to go home for I was too tired to utter a word.
The first poem that I put up on this website. :)
Nazmi Mahamood
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Nazmi Mahamood  Colombo, Sri Lanka
(Colombo, Sri Lanka)   
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