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A tactless little poem of mine:
Asylum
It is strange a place so cold
Is such a popular asylum
Don't people have apprehension
For coming to a new world
?
Staccato illegal immigrants
Keep arriving ashore
They are young mostly
And want to expend their
Better part of life in this
Foreign and white asylum
After having broken out
Of the familiarized past
.
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