Waqt ne Karwat asi li
Saare waham tut gye,
Jo apne h wo sath h
Jo waham the wo chhut gye,,

I looked in the eyes of the mad man
And all they do 
Is push and push
But I like that song about no pressure
As I walk to the winds
Outside
And man it's a cold world
It's all around
And at the other
End of the receiver
But some where some one
Gave you busfare
And you didn't even
Go see your sick mother
An others ran in cold
To just be out there in an 
Omron pandemic
Which is still dangerous
To us as humans.

We Gypsies know that where Jews are killed, Gypsies are always murthered too. And then a lot of other people, usually.

Written By Elizabeth Kostova

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