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I fell down amid the streets  got up dusted myself wishing  noone had seen how I have been wishing a path to light beyond this wrath to fight beyond  this aftermath  but nothing so far wishing for  the next turn after this heavy run  that can predict  that the fall can be fun wishing for lesser bleed that doesn't stain the meed but only calms down the greed within that speaks of being sober  wishing for greater stride when I climb down  the mountain of pride while I see faces that grinched  at me over and over wishing fate to debate until after the slate to be wiped clean from constant slaughter wishing pain to be part of very much everything so that you  aren't left alone under a sad looking stone  *pic courtesy pinterest art collection

The Why

I often imagine myself..
At the top of a hill.
Sitting still..
With my legs dangling down…
Sweeping the whole town.
While all I do..
Is to see the clouds floating by me..
With the faces that I met..
Some drops made me wet.
Some undoubtful debt..
Some charmingly abrupt..
Strangely never did they interrupt.
But flew by..
Giving out a sigh…
Feel the wind giving me a nudge.
Looked back till the edge..
Where the ground meets the sky…
And the shadow meets the why.

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