Dear MR. P
dear mr. p
i'm here to tell you you don't care about your country.
You fight for injustice and cruelty.
The rich are richer and the poor stay poor. Don't you care that thousand of children don't have education.
Don't you care that people out there get killed or stolled, becouse they need money? Those are innocent people (if not pour) .
poem by Edzuro Jikibi Mirtazo Gruzto
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Mi primer poema
Verte desde lejos es imposible, el mar dulce, el ave canta, al ver tu rostro yo se que me hablas. Tus manos suaves, un inmenso silencio abarca, tu belleza crece, abarco un abismo donde nada mas tu y yo estamos, nuestro amor crece, vemos la caida, pensamos en estar juntos por siempre. Luego, poom! Llego otra vez a mi imaginacion donde estoy en la vida real tomando un cafe en Paris.
poem by Edzuro Jikibi Mirtazo Gruzto
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