An Orphaned Boy By The Road-Side
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i looked to my right
i looked to my left
i even tried looking behind...
what's it to look forward
when all directions
appear hazy...?
i sit outside your
corrugated iron bars
with an empty bottle and
heaps of debris in front
a broken toy i found somewhere
spilled colors in my small hand
can anyone tell me
where i belong to?
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