In his diary a man writes; if Architecture meets a beggar
He could have given him the best style of the building
But the beggar needs you think?
If you tell the beauty of Peace the weapon manufacturers
Do they listen?
A famished man never absorbs morality and the Justice sometimes believes the Falsehood.
If you blow little air to a dying man he never refuses as everybody likes this weighty life.
nimal dunuhinga
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