Ride
Ride
Forgetful
Of the day
I sit
Under the moon’s
Cool light
Wheeled
Past pagoda, monument and trees
Of Boulevard Tou Samouth
My rickshaw
Rolls to a stop
At Street 278
I hand my driver
Two thousand riels
And wish him goodnight.
– Trishatur La Galia.
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