Cambodia Travel Series - The Grim Truth
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up the path
to the mountain temple
a child pleas, sobs
for food, money
thin as the stalks of shrubs
between which he sat
his thin demeanor
a knife poking
at my heart
my prayers reach
out to the gods
wherever he may be!
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