The Bone-Mountain
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We had a happiness. Very delicious.
When we felt hunger, now and then felt...
We both snatched away a bit.
Flesh of happiness finished in course time.
We started crunching it's bones
and threw those away hither and thither.
Some piled up in our drawing room, in bed room.
Now it subsists in between us so high
That we can't see each other.
The pervasive shadow of the bone-mountain
eaten up our world.
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