This morning and like other morning
We always start with same thing
Designating new day
And we can feel ruthless of morning
Our strarting it by each us
Become a long routine
Become early day
Like early a life started is
Last, like a lot are is uncared
There is oblivious in it
Don't know about people or around us
All strarting, by alone him
Ayar Adsa
5 October 2011
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