Paragon(e) No.: 2
I'm a robber and I want back there
where I wasn't born.
Listen to talks
I wasn't a witness
My nature is spreading
from places ain't exist
to calm grievance in my hideout
where I've concealed hijacked trasure.
Note: Poem written on a shop receipt and commercial leaflets.
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