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Wealth and knowledge

  • By Shirin
  • Aug 1, 2023
  • 1 min read

It's the smile that I never forget

The eyes that spoke

When her child became a star

Then went across the town distributing sweets

Of course she would because

You don't always get a doctor from a slum


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