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Breathless Speaks

By Ro Mehrooz

The breath for decades 
Chained up on the edges
The ghost river is sucking blood
The streaming tears of desperate
Across the ogre mountain
Come and walk in our shoes 
Feel where we live
On the throne or thorn?
Once you are honest
Let's ask,
When shall we breathe the fresh air?
Sn.Sep,E-07 
(08-09-2019)
The Art Garden Rohingya

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