A mountain has
Died somewhere.
Birds have staged
A mourning.
An ocean seems
To have dried up.
Men seem have
Stopped crying.
A lover's caress
Has lost its glow.
Act of listening,
Is a gone now.
A stranger to
Feed a stray dog,
Trust in humanity
Has been restored.
Strange is time,
Changed have
The rhymes.
For all our petty
Chimes, Gods
Have stopped
Giving hearty whines.
Don't worry you'll
Soon be fine.
Just buckle up..
Wear a smile.
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