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passing clouds
through a film of tears
farmer's woes!
thorns
pricked the rose
plant helpless!
the sky had split
fell on either side
i'm stranded
a part of moon
a part of sun
under my feet
i stood gazing
scattered heaps of lackluster
stars!
molten volcanoes
in the womb of
iceberg!
one occupying your
fistful of heart occupies
all your time n space
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