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IncholPoem Apr 2019
The  morning  tried  to

     wake-up

by  crows  to

the  man who

is  sleeping  on  roof

by  touching  each

newspaper's  news  not

  the  sun.





Again  it

entered  into  the  crow

of  walking people  on

foot-over  bridge.



Again  it  face hurdles

with  stirs  by  coming  with

ill  people.

— The End —