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Sep 2018
The thickest smoke
Gradually goes up
Piggybacking the wind;
Soon it descends like the fountain
And the ball down the stairs!

I'm not terrified
By their casual thunder
That scares the timid pigeons!

Rolls of tobacco leaves;
You're born to burn to nullity!
Mohd Arshad
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