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The man.
When there are screams
Across the wall and water
And Echoes of drowning
There is to protect a tiny
Bat 🦇 from being to say
I exist.
Across the wall and water
And Echoes of drowning
There is to protect a tiny
Bat 🦇 from being to say
I exist.
Published 14th Dec 2021
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Anonymous
17th Dec 2021 11:17am
nice poem.. greetings to india... nice country... never been there maybe someday...
