I could not hear your voice
Inside the world-out indigent room
Being made...... a fine description of the feeling of a slave........... cementing bricks one after another.
thank u dear poet. tony
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I could not hear your voice Inside the world-out indigent room Being made...... a fine description of the feeling of a slave........... cementing bricks one after another. thank u dear poet. tony