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Short Poems About Life
That slippery slime,
That crawls out of damp places,
In the sorrowful night,
It wishes to find a home,
A home of vegetables is like a dream,
If it was a dream like no wonder any slug likes one,
When they crawl out in the day light,
In the garden full of vegetables,
Their dream becomes one.
Sarah Shahzad, November 2019 Short Poems About Life
I...Thursday 9th March 2023 5:48 am
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