Reflection
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Abdul Wahab
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With my two ears and two eyes
As usual I saw and I heard
And my poems were long
Now I grow a third eye on my sideburn
In a few words now I throw
And shorter become my poems
The screen was darker before
Now it is dazzling
With the rare reflection that I cast upon.
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