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The World Is Nothing

The world is nothing
But a show
Lions pass through fire rings
Some heads pass through the rope ring
And my finger passes through the ring you brought me
On the day I was simple

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Max Ahmadi USA

Your poem is massively intense. From woman view first, then man kind . it takes a lion to jump through a ring of fire, getting burnt is physical price for the jump. Hearing history about it many yeas and many mouths later is the reward . You are (sheer Zaneh Irani).
my regards and respect t from Anaheim, California

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