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Jun 2019
That night was dark, cold like frost
So, I went into the dark at a lower cost.
Had something there that I would now not dare,
Because it freaked me out, gave me a scare.

The sky got lost like my body too frail,
I sold myself in the growing gale.
Slowly my body started to fail,
Called my wife to no avail.

Indeed, I realize now in the past that I kept
I haven’t met my wife, since last we slept.
But the pain is becoming too much to bear,
Like a boat in the storm, burning-sear.

Never had a kid but would like one now,
So that I don’t die like a rotten bough.
And the night was dark once again,
Lost myself in a fleeting vain.
Written by
Alankrit Sharma
191
   Bogdan Dragos
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