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Val  
“Did you kill him?”
“No.”
“You saw his convulsions in the noose.”
“True.”
“Why did not you hold him?”
“ You know officer, I don’t like the whole police thing. Even I held him by knee, you would still take my peace.”
“How?”
“You woud keep asking why I helped him? “
“ You are odd. We might arrest you.”
“ Now may I have a drink peacefully in my own fucking house?”
“You neighbour hang himself and you drink? How come ”
“ I mean before you make me hung myself too, I need a shot.”
Val  
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"The boy almost killed me. I was talking to someone, like a bee sting, I felt something in my left knee."
"What was it?"
" Later, his sister told us that it was a hammer, and that Nato hit my knee from behind."
" What did you tell him afterwards?"
" I almost stopped talking to him. I told him:
"Society have ruined you. Now it is time for you to fix your divided self and scattered mind and torn body again."
"Did he appreciate the truth you said."
" I could see through the cloud of his mind that there was a gleam of strength and courage in his eyes."
" I hope he is healed."
"Mrs: Athena got him proper doctor, but it was the effect the their medication that worsen his situation to the extent of madness."
" We are going to see him. Are you coming with us."
" It will have a good impact on his condition and emotion."
" That, I don't know."
"You must come."
"I come when I want to. "
" Ok my friend."
" I bought these alcohol wipes. Tell him to clean up his wounds more often. I don't if these multivitamins can help, my mother sent it for him."
" You are wise my friend."
" Now it is not about philosophizing. Did you see his father how he was weeping. Let's get him on his feet again with as much love as possible."
" Tell me you are coming. A bottle of veuve clicqout on me in your marriage."
He smiled despite all the sorrow we were experiencing those days. Today, any time that any sort of anger begin to orbit around my head, illeon's smile come into my mind, and all my angers and sorrows melt as his kindness sparkle in my heart a light that supplants kindness and happiness in the being of even those who is around me. God knows if he did not come there, Nato would have died in remorse of what he did to illeon. Illeon was a real intelligent man from Gods of heavens and beyond. Who is an intelligent man Knight, can you tell me?
" Like an engineer or something?"
"Not at all. He was not intellectual type as many intellectuals or rather smarts go mad for contradicting themselves between inside and outside. He was from beyond. He was not only super smart, but super kind. The art of digging and his beautiful mind to break out of the basement was never without a godly kindness. He had taken all that responsibility for no reward, but to guilelessly help his companions see the existence of light beyond those dark walls of the horrible basement.
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Cool story. I hope you expand on it and add it to your portfolio. If you don't create an item in your port, it will eventually be lost here on the Newsfeed. *Pthb*

When you create an item, you can post a link and more people are more likely to read it. *Smile* You need the item number to post a link. Normally, it will pop up automatically, but just in case, you can copy it from between the title and description of your story/poem. It's the 7-digit number. You also need the curly braces. They are above the square brackets on your keyboard.

There are 2 types of common links--item and bitem (big item). Usually bitem links are preferred because they're more eye-catching. I'll use my challenge as an example. Feel free to join it. *Bigsmile*

{item:2109126} = "The Contest Challenge

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Good luck! I hope hope this helps! *Hug1**Smile**Hug2*

Oh, and welcome to WdC! *Delight*
Val  
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2. Pristine Spirit
Butterflies cannot love the maschines

They treat plants with honed blades

They cut many initiative grass'

leafing-out trees' head

They are vicious for they throw dust on lantanas

Butterflies cannot love them for they draw division lines in our garden


Nature is virtuous

Rain washes down petal-dusts

the sun seals and sears grass-wounds

Lantanas love evening breeze for it blows away any division line


My little lantana!

if the maschines cut your body some day, don't be sad

For their blade has never reached your spirit's hem

Val. April 29, 2023
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Fun fact I read the other day--Butterflies will happily drink human blood if they are given the chance. *Yikes*

Anyway, nice poem. Thanks for sharing! I do hope you put it in your port as well. *Smile*
Val  
1. Death and Dream

We died to totally live!
In life,
There are rapacious storms
confused winds
huge swirls like black holes.
they siege the oceans to bend so many wild sea-corals
to preclude any mother-octopus from saving her child

Here,
nothing disturbs the morning bird songs
the dance of pine trees
the wafting ancient breeze in the evening

We died to dream not!
We died to not to bend any flower by mistake

Val April 20, 2023
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Welcome to WdC! *Hug1**Smile**Hug2*

Nice poem. I hope you put it in your portfolio so it doesn't eventually disappear. *Smile*
Val  
Thanks for considering. Also for the mentioning portfolio
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