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Sep 2016
deep in the woods I slept
birds chirp
gentle rain
misty fog
cool breeze
quiet n merry
sleep of the angels
sleep of the babies
nothin more nothin less

woke up not to the dream
was it the woods ?
birds gone
gentle acid rain
harsh breeze
misty smog
quiet n merry no more
well woods were gone too

with no reason to be awake
bird’s chirp n rain n mist n breeze
was all I took to my dream
sleep was all i had now
sleep was all i had now
On Second thoughts how long do we sleep? Till all the forests, ice caps, rivers vanish and the skies turn black and we humans  stranded in the deluge to follow.
Every phone call you make/receive from a tower powered by diesel generator, drive one of those gas guzzler, carry home stuff in plastics, enjoy your air-conditioned place and print those paper you and me are deep asleep and nowhere close to being alive.
egotist
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