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Nov 2018
Yes, we sat inside.
To go outside we had to watch our hide.
We felt protected of it’s service.
While we never knew it’s disservice.

We watched from the windows.
Never knew which way the wind blowed.
The comfort of ourselves was enough.
Who would’ve thought of being tough.

What’s a ***** to a man?
I can’t stand a two timing fan.
We’re the up and coming world bearers.
While they were afraid of their own terror.

Yes, We sat outside!
It was our way to show pride.
Never inside, because we were too tough.
Escaped our own life when it got to rough.
Amiri
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Amiri  22/M/March 2020
(22/M/March 2020)   
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