Who sorts out scraps of sustenance,
Bending upon the hump of smelly trash,
And picks up the sucked eaten bones,
Stuffs them into spacious juty sack,
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Matured write.You have command over the language which no one can take from you.I sometimes wonder and ponder if it is an issue of fate or destiny.Kindly read my version of DAUGHTER OF EVE and leave your comment.
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Matured write.You have command over the language which no one can take from you.I sometimes wonder and ponder if it is an issue of fate or destiny.Kindly read my version of DAUGHTER OF EVE and leave your comment.