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Sep 2020
Three months of hard work
To enter my first ontological exam
Dollar night ..
That wild horse
Inside me and her..
Dollar Night
Where a human being dies
Under the quarries of capitalism and skyscrapers..
People silently exchange benefits
Like a dumb trade in the Stone Age
A giant sadness in modern cities ..
I am only eighteen
for the dollar night
Written by
amal
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