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Dec 19, 2008
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Night After The Earthquake.
The dark night has spread
Her dark black wings.
And with her beak of cold,
The homeless people, stings.
From heaven's cruel bosom,
The merciless rain falls.
Despair's flowers blossom
Out of the fallen walls.
Her dark black wings.
And with her beak of cold,
The homeless people, stings.
From heaven's cruel bosom,
The merciless rain falls.
Despair's flowers blossom
Out of the fallen walls.
— Wafi, Dec 19, 2008
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washing tears
17 years 5 months ago
Nice Work
Wafi
17 years 5 months ago
Washington Fear
Robert Melliard
17 years 5 months ago
Hi Wafi,
Wafi
17 years 5 months ago
The Last Line.
Race_9togo
17 years 4 months ago
This one's good
Wafi
17 years 4 months ago
Jim
xena465
16 years 4 months ago
Hello Wafi
Wafi
16 years 4 months ago
Thanks A Lot Dear Rosina
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