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Soe Min Aung - Skeleton of Hope
Soe Min Aung - Skeleton of Hope
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To reveal the whole thing, in the silence of the night
Dig up history and find your own treasure, Subha Raja.
Who understands themselves? Lost in a vague, unconscious state.
The way I live is hard, the pants pocket that is falling apart
Don't look for chocolate nosebleeds, give change.
Open the sky, I'm in pain.
Importing to keep the kyats low
I've left the body hanging from the ceiling, endless.
A penny doesn't make your heart weak.
I need to scare away the insects with my feet.
The spine is being pushed out, causing a fractured vertebrae.
Breast tissue.
The green grass is scattered with nightmares,
I broke the wrong compass.
Break through solidity and hardness with strength.
2014.
One person who found it said it was an alien....
When the sun shines on your morals, don't be afraid to be brave.
I made a joke about myself.
The flavors are sweet, I tell you.
They had to throw it away as old food.
I'm not talking about the harp. There are ants in the little hair follicles.
The witches who will destroy you are already attacking you, so be careful.
The poem said.
Quickly unzip your jeans and quickly
Quickly hide your prominent mark.
The world of milk strawberry ice cream
If time permits, it will melt.
After staining the white
It's not easy to become white again.
A person is like the sun.
It's hard to keep your mind focused and not let yourself go out in a broken state.
Worried, I buried the bones in the sea.
2014.
Red hat
Even though I was too confident,
Something that was thrown away and forgotten.
White comet
Was the moon suppressed by being shot with a gun by my mother?
Kissing Metta's feet, without any reaction from the yellow and green
The wounds came out of my mouth.
Blue, twisted and twisted like a shoelace, in my throat
They were going crazy.
There are no more sun and moon in my heart,
A world where powerless people are being hunted down by those who are not black and white.
I lit the gas lighter until it was hot and put it on my lips.
I threw it away.
I pricked the purple blood with a sharp iron needle.
I'm running against the wall with my head down, I'm cold,
I'm tired of being squeezed all the time. The river flows to the sky.
Slowly
A rat stuck in a rat trap
As if I had been dying.
We will have to endure the pain of change.
I shouted for security and headed towards Comet Road.
I was fed for life.
I will not agree to the crazy blockade.
2014.
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