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#Monsoon Poem
#MonsoonPoem
From a distance,
the incessant chant of monsoon from south west,
sounds like an old witch practising her craft,
while I'm staring at the horizon, trying to figure what is best,
to survive aboard this imagined lonely raft.
From a distance,
the incessant chant of monsoon from south west,
sounds like an old witch practising her craft,
while I'm staring at the horizon, trying to figure what is best,
to survive aboard this imagined lonely raft.
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