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Hayward by Gichurl

Though  you don't have any words

to say about Hayward,

 

You need  to write some poetry

about this small world.

 

My worry would grow like a tree

to show my humble words.

 

How much would I try,

since my poetic soul dried out like hay,

I won't be able to press forward,

about  the city called the heart of the bay.

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