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Friday, November 19, 1999

the child with no name

often the child wanders
wandering wondering questioning pondering

the goat sighs with a hint of orange
wondering on the meaning of yarunj.

he thought for much time the entire month
on how it was that he'd explain sunth

but never he knows and knew did he not
and others said he's of the ""pushover"" lot

but the goat would just sigh and say, ""crying is done.""
and ""I never meant to offend anyone.""

but ""I am just happy here being a goat.""
which is right when he glance at the sheep and would gloat.

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