A Girl Who Sells Peanuts
She floats on the saffron shore
holding a bamboo basket.
Her heart beats
within the shelter
of peanut shells.
Toys and text books,
picnics and pamperings;
all collided on a wall,
but death dropped her
to be tossed.
The girl in a dirty frock –
she sells parched peanuts
for coins and eye-pricks.
‘Peanuts’, ‘Peanuts’ – her
withered call haunts
her parents in the grave.
Her pale figure walks away
with Time Teacher.
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This reminds me of Hans
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