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July 31, 2014
Sometimes I use my mouth to speak or listen to the drums of the African beat. I wish I grew lots of hair so can donate it everywhere. I want to go back to those days where I can fetch water from the river in peace and tranquility. But those days are gone for violence and eruption have begun. Some people try to make a world a better, while try to write in a civil place. I hope you like this poem to keep your mind a flowing like the ocean. Goodbye and say hi to one another that it may be the last time you see each other.
© Allison P., Chapel Hill, NC
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