Poem -
Office
Walking by me
Group of senseless souls
One room to another
Chasing emptiness around them
Starring to hollow lights
Pushing papers
Perished trees in their hands
Not sure they know
Not sure they care
With such passion
Making poison
For their children to consume
PayamSafiriÂ
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