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weak and helpless. that is me. wobbly road. weak and unable to hold on to the handle. I went through the darkening street. sunshine reluctant to go out. eyes blurred. footsteps stagger. that is me. increasingly weak and powerless. I pray, O friend. so god with me and always dear to me for now and forever
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END, by Faisal Fahmi Marpaung 4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 7 reviews.
Uma Natarajan 8 months ago
well said
J Beynon 8 months ago
For this being short which isn't a bad thing, this is a very powerful poem of expression. Great work!
Jawahar Gupta 8 months ago
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kta shukkoor 8 months ago
nice work
Walter Jackson 8 months ago
Sorry about his weakness and his inability to state them.Separate your ideas into paragraph form to add clarity.
Faisal Fahmi Marpaung 8 months ago
thanks walter.  you help me for my word
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