Since I was a child, I have had burning dreams, Wishing every day for their…
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My home has forgotten its beauty. Do we not have any pride in our land?…
As he did the opposite of his birth, Giving the cries to us, And taking…
In the night I sleep. In the morning I awake. I get up and do…
Oh my gosh! He is coming! I’m telling you, My crush is coming! Look at…
I wonder where it comes from. I bet it’s from paradise. For whenever I feel…
Why are we happy? I guess the struggles have become part of us, an extension.…
Bound by hands and feet As a patient in an asylum Mother leads the troop…
Enjoy your childhood while it lasts. It ends – childhood. The adults remind you of…
You come when I lay asleep My body thoroughly beaten by day Flesh subdued by…