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Childhood A Desire

When we were a child, The youth was a dream. When we grew up, Childhood became a desire. When we were at home, We wished for freedom. Today, we have freedom, Yet we wish to return home. Sometimes going to a hotel, Having a pizza

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The Soldier

Down the valley lies the beauty, Deepens with the wounds on the chest, Perhaps crossed arms worshiping the deity, He serves himself as the best. The clotted blood reddens the valley, Memories with family behind the closed eyes, Today it ends what he used to