POVERTY IS NOT MY CRIME (SMALL POEM)

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Being poor was not my crime
I was struck by tide of time
Like a kite I wished to fly
Tempted to Cross the boundaries of sky

Thriving mine dawn of life
I Learned to fake a smile

Being poor was not my crime
I was stuck by tide of time

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