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Her name is woman something
You are more beautiful to my heart than others
under the dim street lights.
I know that I cannot expect love,
anyhow, we can have a friendly chat
to avoid this lonely night.
nobody can blame you ever
you too must buy bread and butter.
I always have a sympathy of yourself
because I know that our ancestral sister
Mary Magdalene, her bygone days
How she was suffered.
poem
by
Nimal Dunuhinga
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