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Oct 2016
At shimmering glow,
A beeline flies do make.

Oblivious of
Piercing ******
Of carcass night,

They hover,
Mesmerized by
Sparkles, brimming.

No melody,
No promise,
No window,  
For tomorrow!

Dead bodies lie
In its shadowy shade.
Mohd Arshad
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Mohd Arshad
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