Wealth and knowledgeBy ShirinAug 1, 20231 min readIt's the smile that I never forgetThe eyes that spokeWhen her child became a starThen went across the town distributing sweetsOf course she would becauseYou don't always get a doctor from a slum
It's the smile that I never forgetThe eyes that spokeWhen her child became a starThen went across the town distributing sweetsOf course she would becauseYou don't always get a doctor from a slum
Voiceless painThere's these colours I see in some glass, There's humans I see in white dress, All around I see my kind suffering. Tear becomes blood, I...
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