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Gymnast
A crash influences a gym of brains,
Guzzling food and guzzling drink;
The crash is certain and weak for me,
For I force the laughter of the years
Tonight as if blocks have collided into
My belly, forming bruises and wounds
That never desist growing everyday.
A gym of brains wets my belly
With flowing natural water and blood
That enters the system forever in reply.
One gymnast made it slowly to the vault
And fell over backwards to achieve
The desired result. Once she finished
The audience cheered and speculated.
poem
by
Naveed Akram
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