Nature

July 28, 2012 § Leave a comment

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A jack beneath the furrow

Darkness inside the hallow.

So much we talk

Crunchy miles we walk

Just to get out our way.

Its money I say,

That turns our night into Day.

Loyalty is fictitious.

Its written in fairy tales.

Why do we hide in fright?

When our driver is our might.

What would you do without him any way!?

The light across the trees

Our hunt for our needs

Basking greenery in sand dunes, can’t survive.

Culture cutting freedom of your wife

n What of all the sins you did

throughout your honorable life??

The leaves fall off when dried.

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