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[title] => The Slave of Heaven
[time] => 2013-03-04 03:48:18
[hometext] => I have no words to say
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A poor ragged man stared into the endless skies
How simple he could be the life, i thought with sighs
An old man he was, vainly sitting through the day
He was just giving the return of his workload bay
The existences of the beggar hurts the sadness
He lives the life of Naraka's slave - badlybruised and defenseless.
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