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Mar 2023
i've not been  given a chance.
to speak out my  mind,
let alone pour  out my  soul at once;
i 'm still seeking a way  to bind
wound i suffered that remain tense,
on myself and on others i love,
forever vivid and true  in real sense--
a surreal weight over my soul
      unwilling to move.

                            -by Hakim Kassim.
                             (d. March 01, 2023)
Hakim Kassim
Written by
Hakim Kassim  M/Jigjiga, Ethiopia
(M/Jigjiga, Ethiopia)   
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