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Ears and tears.
The stars,
The stars,
The future, the past,
Egos that stretch to my arse.
People giving birth to honey whilst high,
Vispo, beef pho,
The art of bullsh**ing,
The art of writing,
The art of art,
Really Waleed? my arse?
Memory,
Riddles,
guess who?
Tis I. Who am I? You decide.
Unoriginal Grandfathers.
To whom do I give my thanks?
What's the link here?
We are the link.
And I give thee thanks.
This is where our sidewalk ends.
Our walk was measured and slow.
Thank you.
P.S. It's time for me to get off my high horse.
Now it's time for me to go...
the end...
?
P.S. It's time for me to get off my high horse.
Now it's time for me to go...
the end...
?
-Aly Zein Mohamed
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