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An uprooted tree lies ebbing in the street. The one who pledged everyone with a refuge is herself in exigent need. People come, see the fallen one. Not a soul seems to be concerned. Zero, zilch, nada, none. They don't remember those cloistered, sizzling infernos of June those solitary, shivering nights of witchy new moons and those sodden, sultry volleys of pouring monsoons when they, like sprayed bedbugs, ran helter-skelter with the beast of disarray at their sorry heels - snarling callously at all their jet-set culture, structure and order and when all and sundry went slapdash …haphazard that stalwart of timber gave them reassuring shelter. …no fine print, no strings… ❉ Today, when in the aftermath of storm and rain her generous framework lays mortally drained there is no one who would even stop to look for a while let alone bestow a precious drop of life. ❉ In this progressive society – dynamic, forward-looking, revolutionary – each enterprising personality is interred beneath umpteen layers of conceit and on the assay of fulfilment estimates the value of the being.
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Dec 23, 2019
Dec 23, 2019 at 8:07 PM UTC
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An uprooted tree lies ebbing in the street. The one who pledged everyone with a refuge is herself in exigent need. People come, see the fallen one. Not a soul seems to be concerned. Zero, zilch, nada, none. They don't remember those cloistered, sizzling infernos of June those solitary, shivering nights of witchy new moons and those sodden, sultry volleys of pouring monsoons when they, like sprayed bedbugs, ran helter-skelter with the beast of disarray at their sorry heels - snarling callously at all their jet-set culture, structure and order and when all and sundry went slapdash …haphazard that stalwart of timber gave them reassuring shelter. …no fine print, no strings… ❉ Today, when in the aftermath of storm and rain her generous framework lays mortally drained there is no one who would even stop to look for a while let alone bestow a precious drop of life. ❉ In this progressive society – dynamic, forward-looking, revolutionary – each enterprising personality is interred beneath umpteen layers of conceit and on the assay of fulfilment estimates the value of the being.
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Dec 23, 2019
Dec 23, 2019 at 8:07 PM UTC
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