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Vinh

by Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm

 

I heard the owl called your name*

Your heart loving wanting young

Your face unmarked by the years

And you heard the owl called your name.

*I heard the owl called my name© Novel by Margaret Craven

By Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm

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