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Aug 2014
Me
Ghostly grey shadows
over cornery rooms
clinging away from dawn,
in hinges and window slit.
And rain air with it.

embrasive drizzles occupies;
dark smoky skies.

cloud silhouette
devours mountains
and their tree.
World's the cloud,
mountain is me.
Anand Acharya
Written by
Anand Acharya  Thimphu Bhutan
(Thimphu Bhutan)   
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