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Oct 2018
These eyes are blank papers
But assets of mine.

I'm glad
They don't mirror me
The horrific faces of evil of our world.

They give me thousands of moments
To think of the greatness of God.

I've my gold
They won't leave me.
Mohd Arshad
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